My face became corrupt with anger and rage, I may be called evil but I'd never sexually abuse a woman, that's just low, fuck its lower than low. Justin told me what she told them, "well where is she now?" I asked "in one of the spare rooms."
I got up as did Justin, leading me to the room. As soon as Justin opened the door to the room I smelled a sweet strawberry sent with a hint of pine hit me in the face like a sack of bricks, when I laid my eyes apon the small girl laying in the bed the words slipped out of my mouth so quick I didn't even realize I said it "Mine!"