There is always plenty for him. So what’s the problem?”I stammered, “I guess I don’t know. This is kinda new to me.”“Don’t even think ab...ut that. Focus on us having a good time. What are we waiting for?”She led me to the big bed, laid down with her lovely thighs spread and a moist pussy inviting me. “Let’s get acquainted. I love to be eaten. Don’t worry, I washed well after my husband screwed me this morning.”I hadn’t done much of that at all but she was very good at giving instructions so I. I passed two women wholooked like they were ready to call the police. I gave them a playfulwink to let them know that I was going to be okay.Once we got into his berth, he had me strip naked and throw all of myclothes out the window, He had me lay across his lap and took out asharpie marker. He spent the next few hours writing "Whore," "Slut" "SumDump," "Sissy" and the like across every inch of my flesh.When he ran out of flesh, he pulled out a beard trimmer and went to workon my hair. My scalp. Mrs. Osborne opened Jenny's bedroom door at 7:00 the following morning, Jenny's usual time on a schoolday. Jenny was on her stomach, covered in blankets, her hair the only part of her visible.Mrs. Osborne shook her shoulder to wake her up, then screamed when Jenny turned over to face her mother.The child's face was swollen to about the size of a tether ball. It had also changed colors so that it was a bright orange, more orange than George Hamilton after a visit to the tanning salon. Her mouth. In the morning I'd rent a car and then drive over to my ex-wife's house and find out whatever I could about Clarity. Then I would go over to the Hollywood hills, and Beach house's and see if after twenty six years any of girls still lived in one or the other. I figured I'd just park out front then wait and watch.Well, I didn't have a method for time travel yet, but at least having a plan made me feel a little better.After the cab pulled up to the curb and then stopped, and even before I could.