With a crash, the thunder rattled the windowpane. As that noise faded, the patter of raindrops again took the stage. The rain wasn't going to break an... time soon and I accepted that Saturday in the park with Carrie wasn't going to happen. That really sucked because we had gone to separate colleges after high school and it was the first weekend that we were both back for the summer. I was still sitting at the window, watching the rain fall, when the ringing of the phone made me jump. I reached. They took turns beating the shit out of me day and night, with whatever it was that hurt like hell without ever leaving marks. For the next two weeks I hurt so badly that I couldn’t move. It was the only time in my life that I wished they would just drug me up like they did the other girls. I gritted my teeth and clenched the sheets in my hands to keep from screaming out in pain as even a tiny dick inside me was making some part of my body hurt. I was always hurting so much I couldn’t even get. Edwards shudder as he holds onto the podium for what seems to be dear life. I watch, as alarmed, he looks down, and then back up at me. “Class dismissed!” Mr. Edwards yells, “Please finish reading this chapter, and come prepared to debate the pros and the cons of diagnosing someone with an Oedipus complex tomorrow.” Frightened, my hand slides back up, and pulls my skirt back down, while my legs snap shut. The students start moving out around me; while I watch Mr. Edwards stand. The weekend that I house sat while they were at their cabin I discovered all of this and then amazingly I ended up having sex with the neighbor lady. She also let me in on how enormous my girlfriend's father's dick was and that the neighbor lady had been pleasured by him.Anyway, after I learned all this and my girlfriend's parents came home from their cabin I couldn't think of them the same anymore. They were straight arrow Mormons on the surface but closet swingers with the neighbor lady. Just.