Without another word, the man grabbed a pillow, held it over her face, as he roughly slid 2 fingers deep inside her pussy, roughly fingering in and ou.... Counting to 20 in his head, he removed his fingers and the pillow at the same time. The woman, gasping for breath, stared angrily, but didn’t speak. “I’ll start gentle, but it won’t stay like that” the man said as he knelt down at her knees. Despite her struggles, he forced her knees apart and leaned his face in between her thighs, touching. – – – – – – – – – – Denise found Anne in the lab, of course. ‘Anne, can I talk to you for a moment?’ Anne swivelled her chair to look at the young woman. ‘Of course, Denise.’ ‘How’s Stan doing?’ Denise watched Anne’s face fall, then crumple. To her amazement Anne looked about to cry, but held herself back, barely. ‘Oh, Denise. He won’t let me stay with him. He hardly talks to me, hardly talks to anyone. Oh, sometimes he lets me in, but he always slams the door afterwards. He feels guilty!’. For about twenty minutes I could barely sleep, when suddenly Andy said: "Hey S*****." I responded with; "Y-yeah Andy?" "I saw you staring at my pee-pee." I was beginning to panic. He was going to tell on me and get me in a lot of trouble. But then he said: "It's okay if you were looking, I did it for you." "Me and my friend Gabe like to touch each others pee-pee's all the time, and I kinda want to touch yours". I sat there with a mixture of sexual desire and fear. I wanted to fuck Andy very. But I did wake up. At first, I just surfaced and there was calm. I could hear the distinctive hospital sounds and I was curious about why I was here. I took a deep breath and then I remembered. It hit me with the same force as the truck had and I started bawling in despair all over again. The nurses were there in moments, having heard me or seen the spike in my vitals at the nurse’s station. A needle full of liquid calm was pumped into my IV and after a moment, my cries trailed off to helpless.