The Mate of A Monster

Even the unspeakable thing her neighbor Hanna had accused he

chin left to right as he looked her over, but his words were for her mother

ht the second soldier who still held her by t

hands away as if swatting a fly and spoke to his comrade. "The girl is many year

ove the open bodice of her filthy dress. He pulled her dress aside until the pink tip of her nipple came into

st sight of her mother's struggles in the corner. She forgot th

med the full weight of her breast, Dianne

the ground. In one sweep he hoisted her to his chest and purred all the louder. Voice unbelievably

anne was wrapped in velvet reassurance-the impression so rich, so perfectly contenting,

he smallest movement. Next came awareness of the dry sting of abraded palms

not supposed

per escaped

er eyes were unable to see

he dark place of

ast remnants of her fa

ne began to hyperventilate. It was more than her inability to see, it was the sc

ph

in pitch black, and she h

ng thump of her heart, and soft lig