The details were fading, as is the way with dreams, however vivid they might have been at the time. She recalled being forced to fight naked in a kick...oxing match against an opponent whose body's vital parts had been well padded for protection and whose hands and feet had been encased in some kind of metal covering, so that every kick and blow had done terrible damage to her and caused awful pain. What rubbish! As if she ever would do a stupid suicidal thing like that!Penny had been forced to. Date night. For mom. She was out hunting for some love. Or just a hot fuck. It was basically the same to her. The reason for it, Dad left us years ago. He moved to a different town and built up a new family. Started from scratch. So while mom was out, I staid at home. Home alone. The best thing that can happen to the person I was in that phase of my life. All I did was playing video games and jerking off to some nice 90ies porn action. On the big TV screen in the living room. At that point in. Mike had made a computer for him to use to recover his slurred speech, and Bruce and Robbi had written voice recognition programs, customized for his use. They had all fallen in love with him and Aunt Mildred. The store was all but completed, FAR ahead of schedule. They were thinking of opening for Labor Day.Robbi and Bruce were enrolled for the last of the classes they would need, and had been considering whether or not to go immediately for their Master's Degrees. Both were maintaining a 4.0. " Really? Who is he? Do I know him?" That's just it, it's not a 'him', it's a 'her'. Her name is Justine." Justine Rogers?" Yes." Your roommate?" One and the same." When did this start?" My junior year at college." Tell me about it." Ok."Well, I knew something was different with Justine when I met her. Other girls were nervous around her, but the two of us seemed to hit it off from the beginning. I had heard the rumors but never paid any attention to them." When did you know for sure she was a.