I am very glad to meet you Sandra. Is it ok if I call you that?"I was watching Sandra's reaction to this young fella. He was obviously mentally defici...nt but he was a gentle giant and I would almost bet he was everyone's favorite here. His next words threw me for a loop and I was sure it would shock Sandra, but she in her wisdom had read the situation a lot quicker than I had."I know you think I am retarded, but I am just not very smart. I would like to be your friend and your grandpa is my. Well, that wasn't quite right either, was it? Because her life had gonesomewhere, that was undeniable. You only had to look at who she was nowcompared to who she'd been. Changes, big changes, had been made. But itwas as if they'd been made by some intelligence at work outside of herconsciousness, beyond her will, which ultimately seemed too weak andindecisive to act on its own. Nonetheless this unknown part of her,arguably the most important part of her, seemed, in retrospect, as if itmust have. Her climax pummeled her, body rigid, then squirming, utter ecstasy washing through her. She gasped for breath and drowned in the intensity, almost agonizing, her whole body wracked with pleasure. Wave followed wave until, with a cry of bliss, she peaked, and her muscles released her, liquid peace arriving, heart pounding.An echoing tremor shook her.She had no bones left. She didn’t even have the energy to open her eyes. Utter calm permeated her. And she felt him kiss her neck.He didn’t move. As. .what did he do to you? And why?Even if you did do something stupid, that is no excuse for what I thinkhe might have done to you." She pulled out her phone. "Give me the OK andI'll call the police. But before I call them...what did he do? Was itviolence or sexual abuse?" She was horrified at what she thought couldhave happened to her best friend.I shook my head quietly. "I...I love you Sarah, but I'm not ready to talkabout it...please, just please help me?" Right..." She dialed the police and.