" There was a pause, then after a deep breath, "I can't help it," Hope whined, the tears starting. "I can't stand for a man to touch me. Daddy forced ...me to fuck a lot of men. He made me dress like a little girl and act like one. I had to pretend to be a virgin. He even had this thing like a hymen, with fake blood in it, that he sometimes made me put inside me. It ruptured when they pushed into me. And he made me douche with this stuff that made me tighten up inside, but it made the sex hurt. It jolted several more times then shook hard for a minute.When everything had calmed down, I was still really scared. "Bob, it wasn't a little one, was it?" I felt Don and Mom listening in."Fairly decent one. Probably low to mid five. I can't see much in the house which had any problem; one glass in the kitchen fell over and broke and that's about it."Don told us, "I've got this monkey on my back and it's trying to fuck me in the ass. Good thing it's stuffed cotton or I'd be in a heap of. The High Council of the land of Shalirion and the Empress herself had asked for the expertise of the citizens of other cities and regions to come to Avarica, to advise the City Council upon how to restore economic and social order to the city. Concerned and important people came from all over the Kingdom to study the disaster which had befallen, and to work out how to put it right. It was clear that no mere sorcery was going to be able to solve the disaster that had befallen here. Nowhere else. I think of these babies I've created, living in Germany, or France, etc. and I like knowing they are their; and that a part of me, of Rashid, will persist their. Their lives will be different there that here, but I like that as well. I occasionally hear from the couples, too. They wish to stay in touch with me. They wish for the c***d to know something of his father; and I like that. All these little Rashid's running around Europe; their father's dark skin in marked contrast to their mother's.