" Silence. "Henry? Are you still there?" "Yes," Henry said. "Dad's not coming?" "I'm sorry, Henry," Stephanie said. Silence again; then a dial tone....Stephanie sighed deeply, hung up the phone, and left the office. Meanwhile, back in Josh's office? "So, Warren. What I'm hearing is that this stripper girl invited you backstage at the club as a wedding present, and you raped her because you thought she was offering it. However, when you discovered that she didn't want it, you kept going. Then started our almost regular session, its like I used to suck his dickhead, I would lick the shart sideways, I would lick his balls and them suck his anus.It went for a few days, and he was so engrossed on his fantasy fulfilled that soon he started declining most of the girls who used to visit, except his younger sister and my mother. I was often hidden behind curtain with his plan and see him fucking. One day he really brought up this issue that he wants a threesome with someone. She. I supported a little of my weight with my hands and knees, but for the most part, she supported me.Sally seemed to respond to this additional mental bondage in much the same way she responded to physical bondage. She embraced it, welcomed it, staying quiet, waiting for me to make the next move. That move was to use the intimate and total contact between us to establish what was the strongest link between us to date. Then we 'talked', as best I can describe it.It wasn't something I would want to. She had gotten herself into a " No Win " situation.Her only out was to run, she could leave and make a new start somewhere else.I remembered her remark the day before just before I took her home, " I will just have to figure a way out for myself ".When I was leaving I had offered to send money. She had said " I will not need your help soon ".It struck me,"SHIT", she is going to kill herself to get out of the mess she was in.I had thrown away a bottle of sleeping pills she had planned to use to.