”“Your arms just added a layer of comfort and protection, Bob. I know that’s what you are. Protective.”“One of the things I need to protect ...ou from is me.”“Bob, that kiss was because I want you to know that I am not here because you provide food and shelter. Now, I can provide for myself. I’m here because I LIKE being here. I like having you in my life. You reek stability and safety and assurance.”“Boring ol’ Bob,” he said, although I really don’t think he believes that.“Not boring. Very. "It's hockey actually but yeah. That was when we won the county finals." Ruby just nodded in response. Ruby got up from my chair slowly looked around my room, at photos, trophies, posters, not really saying much. I sat on the end of my bed and took the time to check out her body again.Ruby was a gorgeous, nineteen year old, African-American girl. She had long, straight, black hair. Her body was slim and toned and her skin a rich dark brown color. Her small tits looked firm and pert under her. It seemed like hours and the terror in both of their eyes only increased when the second man joined them in the front room. They started talking to each other and the glances over to her increased significantly – she was in trouble and she started to panic as they walked menacingly towards her.They circled her, looking down at her lustfully when a large knife appeared. Within seconds she felt the cold metal against her skin as each strap of her top was cut. Although it didn't fall completely. After 15 minutes Dr. Ivy arrived, her warm smile and soft talk seemed appropriate and she listened to his answers with an occasional nod while she listened to his heart and lungs. ‘How old are you?’ she asked, not bothering to look at the chart. ‘And when did you first notice you were having problems with intimacy?’ Pausing for a moment she called on the intercom for Ana to bring some items and to assist her. Paul was beginning to relax a bit when she asked him to disrobe completely. Horrified.