Often, when they passed thru the kitchen, they would stop to visit with Bella. She would frequently hear something like, “Is the sweet Bella in a lo...ing mood?” as they sought genital relief. She usually was, and often wet and ready from a preceding inquisitor or her own husband who liked to check on her frequently even after years of marriage. His virility had been a factor in her choice.Sex was a need much like hunger and was to be satisfied regularly. If she was busy she might simply bend. "Shall we try and think of one?"The girl smiled for the first time and sat back down on the bed, rocking the imitation kitten in her arms and humming softly to herself. Driven to tears, Grace covered her eyes with her hand."Why are you crying?" the girl asked."I'm sad." Why?"Grace had no explanation for why she felt as strongly moved as she did. She experienced a wave of intense hatred towards the men that had taken a helpless child, destroyed her innocence and used drugs to reduce her to this. Now I need a shower before we head out. Cathy, do you want to join me?”As Cathy was standing, she said, “I would be honored to shower with you, sexy lady.”The last thing Jim and I saw was both asses swinging into the bathroom and the door closing behind them.“Jim, can I get a bottle of water?”He nodded his head and headed to the kitchen to get it for me. When he returned, he looked at me like he was waiting for me to tell him all that had just happened in his bedroom.“Jim, I am sorry, but it is. One night, she was babysitting for thepeople next door, and she invited me over to help mind their kids orsomething. I got there, and she was watching TV with Rachel, who was twelve,and Cassy, who was ten. "Okay you guys," she said to the kids. "Whateverhappens here tonight, we keep it to ourselves, as usual.... all right?" Thetwo cute little girls nodded in agreement. Then Kimmy looked at me. "You toolittle brother...", she said, "... you gotta promise!" "Sure, I promise!", Ireplied, not.