He tried guessing what it could be. Secret government experiment run wild? Aliens? Orsomething even more strange? He couldn't guess.As Mark paced,... something caught his eye on the bookshelf, making himstop. Stepping closer, he saw the small gray stone idol, and his bloodfroze. Cautiously he stepped back, getting very nervous. "Honey," hecalled to Caroline, "can you come in here?" What is it?" she asked, her eyes red from crying. Mark just pointed atthe idol. "Oh my god," Caroline. " But I don't mean to," Hope got out. "It must have started with what went on in the motel room. Jennie, Daddy and that man were arguing over what Daddy was trying to charge for me. Daddy wanted more money than that man was willing to pay. Daddy was selling me, not just renting me out, but selling me. He was selling me to that odd-looking man — forever."The tears started again, and Jennie pulled her sister tightly to her."If our Prime had been there, he would have killed all of them," Nicki. .. twat. Cunt. Pussy. Whatever you wanna call it.At this point she was uncontrollable, to say the least. It seemed as if the severity of the occasion had finally gotten to her, and she was in an uncontrollable need for penis. I, of course, would be the one whom it belonged to and the one that would be giving it to her.She paid my rock hard cock attention for a few moments with her mouth before dropping down onto the tiled floor, her one-piece pulled up to her hips, saying "take me now!"I would. I just became a very hard nosed prick. In prison you needed to be a hard nosed person. I didn't even talk to Mandy; I refused to see her. I did get some messages from my kids who said that they missed me and wanted me to come home. Like I could just say, "Okay, I guess I'll go home tonight."It was two months after the beating and my trial was about to start; at least some kind of pre-trial type thing. The only witnesses were Mandy and this Ralph fellow whom I found out worked where Mandy.