I was not a woman, had never been raped, had never lost my virginity to a rapist. I knew intellectually how she felt, but I had no idea in reality. To... me, everything I could say was the equivalent of patting her on the back and saying 'Now, now, honey, it will be all right', when she knew damned well it would not be all right. The only thing I could do was be there and let her know I loved her. Right now, short term, it just wasn't nearly enough. She needed a daddy, who would be her hero, the. Logs. Now." Here you go," I said, handing her my employment records. She started going through them, making sure every t was crossed and i was dotted like she always did. But by the time she was half way through, she started blinking a lot. Her stiff set shoulders started to relax. Her medicine was kicking in."Is it warm in here or is it just me?" she asked."It does seem awfully warm," I told her."I thought so! I should tell maintenance about that!" After our interview, right?" I asked."Huh? Oh. It also made her look like a ghost.She saw a doctor and a scan had been made. "Hard to tell" seemed to be the first opinion — and the second opinion was the same. There were infections, maybe the start of an ulcer. She got medicine. It did not help much. New scans introduced the possibility of surgery.The pain was bad, the waiting worse — and the suspicion of something fatal grew to be unbearable. She often went to the Club just to kill time and find distraction. But by now she wondered if the. The guy popped in a video and forwarded it to a scene of two guys fucking. I was trembling as he said, “Time to get undressed, I want to see you naked.” With that he already had his T shirt off. Soon we were both down to our briefs and I couldn’t help but notice the large bulge in his. “Let me get those for you.” he said grasping my waist band from both sides as he stood behind me. He slowly slid them down over my hips, then my buttocks until they dropped to the floor. “My God! You have an.