Her midriff was bare and he tummy was flat as a board Her brunettehair was piled high on her head. She turned on the tub and then turned tothe mirror ...o look at herself. Her doe like eyes and smooth skin weremesmerizing. Thoughtlessly, Audrey was moving her finger more deliberatelyas she watched the waif begin to disrobe. She was tiny! Maybe 5 foot 2 andperhaps 105 lbs. Her waist couldn't be more than 23 inches now.She turned to face the camera, unbeknownst to her, and removed her top.Her bra. He had just had the most intense feelings he had ever experienced. In comparison to the ecstasy he had felt, his nightly jackoff sessions were almost painful. Did he want to do it again? That was an absurd question.“Good, because I sure do, “ Jenny answered, “but I need to get a drink first.”The two walked to the kitchen together and were surprised to see that it was already past noon. Jenny grabbed a coke and turned to give it to Ron. She found him staring at her with a smile on his. To unsee some of the Fowler images that my mind projected across the screen.The Sullivans had found three deranged video clips on Fowler’s laptop. From his time in Iraq. Example:Shaky camera, dimly lit, dusty room. Terrified mother and father, one son, one daughter. Civilians. A voice behind the camera boomed, “ES is in the house!”Fowler, in uniform, six-inch shears clicking rapidly in his right hand, strolled casually to each of the cowering family members. Severed eight thumbs. The screams. “I came home early and caught her taking a shower”“Did you wank off?”“Yes, but she saw me and covered herself, but her watching me took me over the edge and I came over the hallway carpet. She was furious. Since then she always locks the doors to the bathroom and her bedroom.”“Okay Mathew, thank you for being so honest. Follow me to the bedroom.”She left the lounge and he followed, with me not far behind.“Mathew, I have a special treat for you as it’s our last night.”“What?”“You’ll see. Now.