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you doing something that makes
you feel bad. I can wait."
"I could work the back wall, like the other girls do."
"You mean the touch and feel routine? I couldn't ask you to do
that."
"But I want to, Nicky. It would be for you. Like what I did with
that old guy. It won't be that bad, I'm sure. And I would be doing it
for you."
"Well if you really mean it. Oh Jeni, I would be lost without you.
Come on, I want to check in, and see how Laurie is doing."
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For as long as I remember, the thought of being the "victim" was
always exciting. And during my childhood, there were people around me that
made this desire even more real. I was eleven when the first real thoughts
came to my mind.
You could say I was a loner at that age. Few of the other girls were
really interested in being my friend. It didn't help that both my mother and
father were alcoholics and the whole town knew it. So, I spent alot of time
alone. My parents were brutal to me at times, locking me in my room, going
without dinner, leaving me for hours on end. But, there was one person who
would come over and play. His nam
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