I looked up and saw a young woman who had to be about eighteen or nineteen, thereabouts. Then my potential omniscience expanded into actual knowledge ...and I realized that it was her eighteenth birthday after I took away the pain of the stubbed toe ... She was Radwa al-Rassi, the youngest daughter of ultra-conservative Salafist parents in Cairo, Egypt. She was naked and stunningly beautiful, I must add, with long, curly, jet-black hair, medium-olive skin, and striking grey eyes. She was slender. I wait until both are sound asleep and then add something to the air mix to ensure several restful hours of slumber. I then enter the I-Room and leave a little gift. The next morning begins as the others have begun. Jacob is up first. He quickly notices the item Ive left. He picks it up, studies it, shakes his head and returns it to where he left it. He showers and walks around, letting the air dry his naked body, ogling his daughters beautiful form. Megan awakes to her father looking at her,. ”Jezebel smiled, “You’re turning me on… Unless yousuddenly have a huge reserve of energy, you should stoptalking like that.” She winked.“I’m sorry,” she feigned an apologetic little girl pout,“Like I said, I couldn’t control myself. I had to haveyou. Asleep or awake.” She grinned.“Desire and control are difficult and dangerous tomanage,” Jezebel said. Only after the words came out didshe realize how true they. That filthy bastard was stronger than me and he managed to hold me in that same position, bending over the sink.He kicked my feet apart and I braced myself, knowing the worst part was just beginning…I heard the man spitting onto my tight rosebud and smearing his saliva around it with his own cockhead. I closed my eyes; since I did not to see the face of that son of a bitch in the mirror. He noticed it and hissed in my ear.“Open your slutty eyes, bitch… I want you to look me in the eyes”He.