The flowers were beautiful, the bouquet had been expensive, perhaps a bit more expensive than I could afford. It didn’t matter though, money was as ...emporary as life. No need to hoard it. I could not count the number of times I had made this trip for I visited her grave every day. I tried to pick up flowers when I could, usually three times a week, maybe four on a good week. I loved to come here. It was the only place I felt at peace. Her grave was graced with a tall statue of an angel holding. I climb out of the camper shell, glance over at Chester then drop my head and walk on shaky legs to the latrine. Inside, I pull my panties down and set on the wooden seat. I cry softly as I look down at my panties and see the mixed excretions from the men and the dog mingling in the panty liner. I push down trying to squeeze out the last drops of their vial seeds.What am I going to do? I should tell dad that Chester climbed into the camper last night and raped me, that he drove me down to the. More

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