We started breakfast and while we were cooking it two sleepy very naked girls stumbled their way into the kitchen and sat down. I could see right off ...that breakfast was going to be interesting in the least. Judy and I had put on sleep wear the night before. She was in one of my tee-shirts and I was in boxers. Just to be polite Judy and I stripped down to our birthday suits. Now we all matched.We spent the rest of the morning skinny dipping between the hot tub and pool with occasional sunbathing. Cynthia cringed! She didn’t seem to like him at all. I then suggested that Cynthia spend that night with us and that we would be back the following day to get her things. Her mother said that would be fine so we left.In the car Cynthia told us that her mother’s new boyfriend was not a very nice man, at least not to her. He would hit her and call her a dummy. He would pinch her tits whenever her mother wasn’t looking. He would come into the bathroom when she was in the tub or on the toilet. She. He could see ever color of her beads in her long black hair. How he loved her black hair and those beads.Her face looked pained and he felt like it was his fault for making her hurt so much.Her brown eyes helped him forget his pain as he looked into them wanting to tell her how much he loved her.He wanted to give her the ring he had just bought her and ask her to be his wife and damn his family and what they felt.He looked at her full lips and wanted to kiss her like tomorrow would never. He systematically took chunks of it off the bone and deposited them in two different piles, with hair and without. His hunting knife peeled the tender meat off each bone until there didn't exist another morsel to salvage. Murder became a pastime for twenty year old Baxter Savage, a skill he honed up to the present day and several years beyond his ability to carry out the desires of his depraved psychosis. But today, a turning point was reached. The last tether connecting him to his sanity was.