"Please let me go. I won't tell anyone. Please," pleads Alice.The Big Girl Rapist laughs. "Everybody always say that."He puts his knife back into its ...holster and pulls Alice's arms behind her. He secures her wrists with a plastic handcuff tie."No please don't tie me. Don't hurt me, " begs Alice.The Big Girl Rapist reaches around her body and grabs both her breasts."I don't want to hurt you, Alice. I just want you. I so love big girls."He reaches down and frees his erection from his pants. He. Or is dead and unresponsive your preference?”“Responsive will be appreciated Aunt. Damn, you’re a great fuck! Thank you.”“I don’t know when I or any of the others might bre...” Lillith is gone.Alone with her cold body. Examining her, it, I notice a hint of light in the eyes, not previously there. Lillith promised to leave a spark. Curiosity and, I’ll admit, a perverse lust prompts me to mount Lillith’s corpse a second time. Even more confident now, because no one is here to critique my, my .... I sent her a text message and asked how her night was going and if they all needed a lift home. I sat my phone on the bed side table and rolled over. Than instead of hearing the sound of a text back I heard it ring. I was trying to focus on my phone and figure why it sounded different. That is when I realised it was a face time. So I answered it and I see my wife looking back at me but I only see her head. I answer with hi how is your night going. Very loudly she answers great followed with I’m. She wasn’t play-acting her affection and approval towards him.“Look in the mirror and then look at her. Did you ever play that game on Sesame Street? One of these things is not like the others? You and I don’t get pretty girls like her. Hot girls like her don’t just come out and ask geeky boys to punish them and keep them in discipline,” Brock said.“Awww! You really think I am hot?” Savannah preened. She could tell by the look on Brock’s face that wasn’t the point he was making. “Don’t be.