At least I was until that first bell rang... As I reflect in silence here at the coffee shop, with Sam across from me, it could have been that first d...ay at school when she saw in me what I could and would become. Maybe I should take lessons in observation. She could teach them all day long. I learned lessons in school that day that would make me the man I am. A man who would be gentle, considerate and kind to most I met. That day was the beginning of my transformation.As we shuffled through the. She hauled the 12 year old, first to the doctor for confirmation, then back to the police for retribution. You see, mamas religion forbids abortion, so now her 12 year old daughter was going to give birth to a bastard child at 13. She was stuck with the kid, according to her religion, but her religion didnt stop her from wanting me strung up by my nuts. But as the months went by, and as Staceys belly began to grow, the police had to admit the trail was dead cold. Bill, whoever he was,. We all settled into a nice slow rhythm. We had been at it for maybe twenty minutes when Jessie suggested we finish in bed. We got out and dried each other and left Christy and Caleb to their own devices.- -The helicopter ride started with a view of the strip before heading out to the Hoover Dam and Lake Mead. We then flew over the canyon before setting down in the gorge to have a picnic lunch. After the gourmet lunch, the helicopter flew us to the Skywalk. Amazingly we were the only. I was in Nirvana. Eventually, I started to notice things again. My easing breath, the cold, black glitzy tile on the floor, the cramp in my hand from being bent at an odd angle too long. I blinked slow eyelids and swallowed painfully through my dry, roughened throat. I was slumped against the stall door, my bare ass and pussy plastered to the tile, my lower back visible to anyone and everyone on the other side of the door. With an effort, I tugged my fingers from my still slowly seeping slit..