I didn't expect anybody to be at the exit when I got there. I was wrong.There she stood, a slender girl with shoulder length red hair, a plaid button ...p shirt, black Levi jeans, and sneakers. She looked like she was maybe twenty. I rolled to a stop and she opened the passenger side door and climbed in, slamming the door shut behind her.She stuck out her small hand and said, "Hey there, I'm Stacey." She gave a big grin and the syrup from her voice made me think of pralines and pecan. “Only 19 and you are maso?” I said in surprise, “Explain bitch”“I was brought up very strictly” she said, “I was beaten and ****d by my father and uncle since a very young age. I have learnt to respect and be submissive to men so I’m looking for a very cruel and sadistic man to abuse me totally”I put my hand between her legs, took her clitoris between finger and thumb and twisted it savagely, she yelled in pain.“Are you sure you want this?” I demanded, “I warn you I am a total sadist, and you. You probably think I'm a slut and I guess in some ways I am. I've loved cock since the first time I had sex with a boy. I had just turned eighteen and was full of dumb ideas about sex. He was experienced and knew how to use his cock. I came the first time and nearly every time since. I'm addicted to sex." As she was saying all this she had a faraway look in her eyes and a small smile on her face.I was shocked. The woman of my dreams was tearing my heart apart.I told her, "You can't go to. .."You've nothing left," he could imagine Daisy's taunting voice. No, he hadspoken aloud himself. His own gruff, masculine voice came out of Daisy'slips. "Disgusting," he said to himself, continuing to vocalize the memoryof his abusive late wife. "You ended up just as twisted and ugly as me. Ifgetting rid of me was a service to the rest of the world, you might aswell finish the job."Eddie felt those same lips curl in a defiant sneer. That would be what shewanted. But the sooner I kill myself,.