Then my drunken dad said, "Take off your robe Tara!"I was so nervous, as I set my cell phone on the stand. Then I opened my robe and let it slid off o... my shoulders. It slid down my back and dropped behind me on the bed.Then my dad pulled his penis out of his blue and white striped boxers, it was of average size. For being a 71 year old overly fat man, his penis was hard as granite. I stared at very thick blue veins that ran up the shaft of his penis. as I sat on the edge of the bed in only my. That kiss though, just the thought of it sent tingles down her spine. ‘I suppose this is where I leave you, my sweet Alexandria.’ Mark’s voice once again wrapped around her and she shivered, partly disappointed and partly relieved. ‘I suppose it is.’ Alex replied, somewhat wistfully. ‘Should we keep the mystery of the Masquerade?’ Mark’s eyes held her gaze, and she felt the smoldering heat of his eyes. ‘I don’t wish to, but maybe we should keep it for the evening? A Masquerade would usually. Four dozen mangled, twisted, drooling, grunting, diapered, howling, crying, laughing bodies. Bodies with heads too big or legs too small. Four dozen ‘ward mates’ staring up at a television mounted in the top corner of the wall. This is the day room. I turn my eyes to the left and see the ones they call ‘the profound cases.’ Three dozen beds full of twisted, contorted, sleeping mummies, just waiting for their Lord and Savior to finally come and take them to a much better place. Terry taught me. Just then, the leader of the group came down the stairs. He walked over to the young blonde. His two associates had Shelby by her arms. The leader reached out, got ahold of the young teen’s blouse, and ripped it open. She tried to scream, but only a muffled little shrill sound came out of her gagged mouth. One of the other men pulled her shirt off her shoulders and jerked it down her arms to where it was hanging on her cuffed wrists.Shelby was staring at the man as he took out a large.