It's why I never complained – not to Mom, or to Dad, or to anyone. It was my own fault, really. I let people treat me that way. I never fought back,...because I was too shy – or too afraid – to fight. So I let people take advantage of me. My fault, as much as theirs." And besides," Jack continued, "I've got something better than pity." What's that?" Emily asked. Although she thought she already knew the answer."Revenge," Jack said simply.Emily didn't say anything. She didn't know what to. Leather. Stretched human leather. Shrunken leather form-fitted to bones is all I can think. Our eyes gradually begin to adjust to the pallid light. I suddenly gasp and recoil in horror, and smash my empty fist into my mouth, coming as close to dropping my weapon as I ever have, coming as close to screaming out as I have in months, when I see small twisted bodies, over a dozen, lying still and twisted in the nearest cage. The stench, the sucking mud squelching over my ankles, gripping my. Around 3 AM I woke. Panic! I didn’t know where I was, for a second I thought I was dead. Then I felt the purring of my Kitty, snuggled up close robbing me of warmth. That felt normal. I slipped quietly out of bed, and went into the main room, plopping down in a soft chair to think. I woke up still in the chair, Jon was sitting there with a hot cup of coffee, light was streaming in through the curtains. Jon touched a button, the curtains opened, I looked out on the view. We are on the 26th. I am feeling good cause she smile and I dont know why I just touch her cheek and she said you naughty boy. I was feeling good and excited that may be I can fuck this aunty so now again I start that aunty your husband never leave your hand always hold you and love you cause you are sexy and this time she feeling shy and excited too. You know your lips is attractive part and…………. what tell me she ask your small…………. what your small boobs are so sexy and shape and this time she hide her face in my.