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I Really Don't Know Clouds At All by Cabinessence Robin Jeffers sat by his PC, typing yet another email to convey his views unto an unenlightened public. It was like magic, he felt, just one click of the mouse and his viewpoints would travel all over the world inspiring some and boldly pissing off others. This time he was distributing rhetoric supporting those behind the beating death of a young gay college student in Wyoming. However, he did temper his support by stating that the young man should have not have been left to die but only to ponder the error of his ways. This brutal death could only be justifiable as the extermination of someone who could possibly infect other innocent lives in the future. Of course Robin would be deliriously happy if homosexuality would disappear completely from the face of the earth forever. As one of the leaders of a radical right wing Christian youth group and social organization at Brady University, he was a fierce anti-gay activist. Besides being against teachings found in the bible, he also believed that homosexuals were the vermin of our society. And like the vermin of yore, they had helped spread the black plague of the 90's, AIDS, throughout an otherwise righteous and devout Christian society. No one is exactly sure what lead Robin to start feeling this strongly about gays, maybe it was his devout religious upbringing in a small Southern town or the peer pressure of his friends here at college. Or perhaps it was as many psychologists have claimed, that what we hate is what we most fear in ourselves, Robin would soon find this out to be all too true. And in so doing, he would become yet the next victim of Devil Aux Machina. After he sent off his latest tirade, he reached over to take another bite of his sandwich and as he turned back he heard the familiar tones of "You Got Mail". He clicked on receive mail and there was a message there without a return address. He clicked again to read the message and as he did, smoke started pouring out from his monitor. As Robin's thoughts turned to a huge repair bill, the smoke started slowly to take on a shape, the shape of a human being. Soon a man stood before Robin, well not exactly a man, but a man who looked like Mitch Miller with two red horns coming out of his head. "Who are you?" "I am a demon who lives in the network. I view each and every piece of email that is sent out in order to search out those filled with the most hate. You see I gain my power feeding off the hatred of others. I need hatred of mankind in order to exist. The quality of the pure hate I found in your gay bashing emails, well let's just say they have satisfied my minimum daily requirements." "You don't look like a demon." "You are right on that point. But between Marilyn Manson and Howard Stern it is getting so hard to shock you young people any more. So I selected an image that was so square it would have to be frightening to you. Hey, I can do a 'Yellow Rose Of Texas' that will make your spine cringe. I used to disguise myself as Lawrence Welk, but I could never get that accent down right. Now here are the lovely Lennon sisters, damn it sounds more like Kissinger. Besides I am not the real official devil anyway, just one of his licensed franchisees." "And you came from inside my computer." "No, not originally. I came from deep inside the network and emerged through your modem. I would have gotten here quicker if you had upgraded from a 28.8. But just because we demonic creatures have been around for centuries, it doesn't mean that we haven't kept up with the latest technologies. Why, I was featured last month on the Hell homepage. Instead of living in the netherworld, which is not what it used to be, we have taken up residence inside servers on the Internet seeking out those who we can recruit to serve our needs. We accomplish this by scanning homepages and reading email. Then we are able to spot the seeds of evil that we can use for our purposes." "This is crazy, some virus must have caused the computer to go crazy and give off all the smoke and I breathed in the fumes and now I am hallucinating." " No, you aren't. And I am not some computer virus either. I am an evil demon. It's too bad that McAfee doesn't have demon detection software so then you could have detected my presence. And it is so easy to hide out there on a network these days. Let me tell you Windows NT is so much more comfortable working environment than Novell ever was. And how can I do this? You see, software is binary, two possibilities, just like good and evil. In the absence of good you have evil. Do you know how many mysterious hardware crashes have been caused by an overwhelming amount of evil bytes on a hard drive? Virus software would be useless against our power. " "Alright I'll play along. So you want me to help you harass some gay people, is that it? Were my emails that impressive?" "The subject manner was great, but the grammar was horrible and I have better things to do than edit rhetoric from an amateur. So don't flatter yourself. As I said I exist on the hatred of others, so I need to consume the hatred that is built up inside you." "And how are you going to accomplish that?" "By having your hatred rise to the surface and in so doing have you see the error of your ways. I know that doesn't sound particularly devilish, but this wave of political correctness has even made it's way through hell. You are going to learn to understand what it is like to be gay and hate every damn minute of it. If I tell you any more it would spoil the fun." "There is no way you can make me gay. You aren't going to be able to screw up my mind." "You are right, I cannot mess up your mind. Only you can do that. One of the ground rules is that you humans have free will. I am sure you've read all about it in the Bible. I cannot make you a homosexual if it goes against your own free will. Your mind is your own to choose your own destiny, I cannot change it, that is the rules." "This cannot be real." "You are right and it won't be real for too much longer. I think a little reality shift is in order." Robin felt a sudden jolt that threw him head first into his sandwich. As he got up he felt bits on tuna salad on his face. "What was that?" "Just some reality shifting, it's a bit awkward until you get used to it, but it's all over now." "Well, if you will excuse me I am going to have to wash up." Robin then went into the bathroom and grabbed a towel to wipe off his face. As he looked into the mirror, it wasn't his own face staring back at him. It was that of a beautiful blonde girl about his age. She was very sexy with a real fuck me now look. Well to the right guy it was a fuck me now look, to others it would be a "don't even think of ever trying anything with me" look. As Robin wiped off the bits of tuna fish from his lips, so did the girl in the mirror, smearing her lipstick. He looked down at the girl's body and saw that she was wearing a low cut blouse that showed her ample cleavage and a tight short black skirt. Robin looked down at his own body and noticed that nothing had changed. He even felt inside his crotch for good measure. "What in the hell is going on here?" He shouted as the demon materialized behind him. "Well I see that you are catching on. As for what is going on, well welcome to the softer side of Sears. Ha Ha." "Who is that girl in the mirror?" "It is you. Well how people will see you as now. The reality around you has been shifted so that everyone sees you as this blonde bimbo that you see in the mirror. Your reality has not changed. You are still the same young man who believes that the purpose of Christian love is to hate everybody who is different from you. As for the mirror trick, it is just something I stole from Quantum Leap. I figure the show has been cancelled and they wouldn't need to use it anymore. " "A reality shift?" "There are an infinite amount of possibilities to everyone's existence, in what you would call different dimensions. In this one you are a right wing Christian. In this other one you could be considered for an extra on Baywatch. Hell, just love that word, in others you could be a Jew, or a homosexual, or even, shudder, a doctor who performs abortions." "This has got to be a bad dream. I have been working too damn late." "Go to bed then, see if anything changes in the morning. I will still be here when you wake up as long as you still have that hatred trapped inside of you." "Yeah right, well I do know that I don't like you. Is that enough hatred for a midnight snack? Get out of my way I am going to bed." Robin stomped out of the bathroom and walked right through the demon as if he wasn't even there and when he turned around, the demon had vanished. He then took off his clothes and crawled into bed. He looked around and didn't see any sign of the demon before he turned off the light. When he awoke the next morning nothing seemed to be different. Even the PC seemed none the worse for wear, although it was still left on from last night. He put on his bathrobe and logged in to check his email. There was only one message. It was from some guy whom he had met at a Christian retreat at another college over three weeks ago. The message thanked him for a great time and then ended with the statement, "Don't take this the wrong way but Robin, nobody I have met sucks cock the way you do. I just had to let you know that. I can't wait until we can get to do it again." "What the fuck was that all about?" thought Robin. This was a guy who hated gays almost as much as he did and there was no way he would have sucked his cock. He must have gotten his email address mixed up with a girl named Robin. Must have been one of those blonde delegates from Minnesota. Robin wouldn't have minded a shot at them himself, but he was staying true to his girlfriend Laura. Anyway, his next class was in about an hour so he figured he'd better get ready and think about all this later. Being a graduate student and coming from an upper middle class family, he was able to afford his own efficiency apartment a couple blocks off campus. So he went to the bathroom to start the daily ritual of shave and shower. As he turned on the light he noticed the same blonde in the mirror that he saw last night. She was even wearing the same bathrobe as he was, albeit smaller, and it barely contained her bare ample breasts. And she mimicked every move he made. Robin just stopped and stared. He figured that this must be some kind of trick. Whoever that demon or whatever in the hell he was, must have put some kind of a morphing projection screen behind the mirror that would transform his image into that of this hot babe. He figured if that was the case, well why not take full advantage of it. He raised his arms to where her breasts would be and watched as her hands started feeling herself up. He started getting hard and lowered one hand to his penis to jerk off. As he stroked his dick, the image in front of him started playing with her clit. Before he could come, he felt a presence behind him. It was the demon from last night. "This won't do, you aren't getting the full effect." The demon then waved his arms and Robin felt an orgasmic rush like he had never felt before. His dick started to cum, but it seemed to come in waves and not in one concentrated release. His nipples felt hard and tingling. He looked at the image in the mirror and it was obvious that she too was in the midst of a wild orgasm. He was breathing rather heavily as turned around to face the demon. "What was that all about?" "I have just created a physic link, a conduit, between you and the girl that you are in this other dimension. It is an old pallor trick. Now you will get to feel exactly what she does. I will agree it is not one of my more impressive efforts, but it does allow you to experience multiple orgasms. Something that most men never get to explore themselves." "You aren't going to start fucking around with my mind and try to give me the feelings of a woman also?" "You are just like most of these Christian crusaders I meet, you have no idea what the bible is all about. Take these Republican holier than thou types. If you break the laws of man or the Constitution of the United States that is considered to be a big deal. But if you break one of the original Ten Commandments, such as thou shalt not commit adultery, well that is irrelevant as long as you don't lie about it under oath. If they are so afraid of impeachment, just wait til' they get down to my home turf. Oh what fools these mortals be. But fools or not like I told you, I cannot make you do anything that goes against your free will. However, I can mess with your body and how it reacts. You body will now react sexually just as she does and let me warn you, she is one horny bitch. Now your body may have the feelings of a woman, but you are far from gay. " "I don't care what you do to me I ain't never going to be gay." "No, that may be, but you will soon learn about the conflicts that a gay person goes through. The conflicts between mind and body and between who you are inside and what society expects of you." " I know what society expects of me and that is to be a part of a society of good straight Christian people. Besides none of this is real anyway." "Don't be too sure, maybe soon you will find that you are the one who is not real and doesn't fit in." And with that the demon vanished again. Robin figured he'd better get dressed for class. He put on his usual of a pullover shirt and a pair of Dockers. When he looked to check himself in the mirror, he saw the girl again wearing a dark pullover top with a scooped neckline that showed just the proper amount of cleavage to invoke an instant hard-on. She was also wearing a short black shirt and black suede high heels. Why was she dressed all in black like some gothic bimbo? Then he thought, the devil must have made her do it. He laughed. In his first class he couldn't get out of his mind the fact that all the guys in class were staring right at him. Even the professor tried to suppress a lecherous grin every time he looked in his direction. Nothing else in his calculus class, though, seemed out of the ordinary. Well nothing about calculus would ever seem out of the ordinary. There were just bunches of X's and Y's integrating with each other. But he still felt it was all in his imagination or maybe someone spiked the punch bowl at the frat party two nights ago and whatever it was just taking effect. Either way he was glad when the class was over. He was walking towards the quad when he ran into his best friend Jack in the Quad. Jack was the kind of guy who could be called a cross between the All-American boy and a poster boy for Hitler Youth. He was tall, blonde, blue-eyed, handsome and very athletic. He was also the President of the Christian Collation on campus. Jack and Robin had had a falling out on how to proceed on the events in Wyoming. Robin wanted to proceed while the spotlight was on the movement while Jack wanted him to hold back to prevent more backlashes on the anti gay movement. "If you strike while the iron is hot", Jack said. "You take a chance on getting burned." Robin hadn't spoken to him since the argument, so he wasn't sure how Jack would react. But there was Jack waiting there for him with a big grin on his face. "Hi Robin, look about the other night. I am sorry for all the things I said, you were right." "Oh that's alright. I'm sorry I got so upset about it too. We really need to put this behind us if we are going to be successful in what we want to accomplish." "I'm so glad that you said that. It was such a silly little thing to break us up. We are so good together. Here let me try and make it up to you." Robin thought he was going to shake his hand, but instead he pulled Robin up to him so they were face to face and he kissed him. Robin opened up his mouth to yell, but Jack stuck his tongue right in. Robin wanted to break away, but his body was enjoying it too much. His mind knew it was wrong and soon he was able to muster enough strength to break the liplock. "What was that? That felt fucking weird. And we both seemed to enjoyed it. Look I know we both aren't gay". said Robin. "Of course we aren't gay either, honey. Isn't it wonderful, besides I can't see any man resisting those gorgeous tits of yours unless he was gay. But they are all mine." said Jack. With that Jack kissed him again, groping his supposed breasts, and then let him go. Robin was in a daze. His body and mind were fighting an internal Civil War without the guidance of Ulysses Grant and Robert E Lee. He was a man damn it, and he liked girls, no matter what he had felt or anyone else thought. "See ya later honey." said Jack as he walked away. "Yeah." said Robin still lost in internal conflicts. He had not taken five steps before the demon materialized in front of him. "Where the hell did you come from?" "I hate a person who answers his own questions, don't you? But if you must know it was such a nice day and that PC you have there is so cramped, you really should get more RAM, 32 is just not big enough. So I just decided to get out and see how you were doing." "What was that all about? He acts like I am his girlfriend." "Well in this reality you are. And from what I can see you were enjoying it. That erotic link is great, isn't it? From where I come from they advertise it the multiple orgasms from multiple dimensions." "I don't want to feel like that anymore. It makes me feel so confused." "Let me see, your mind says it was wrong to love a man because decent society folk and the bible tell you that it is wrong. But your body is saying to go for it because it feels good and it feels so right. And What's So Bad About Feeling Good, except that it was a bad career move for Mary Tyler Moore. Sorry, that was an obscure pop reference. But what you are feeling are the conflicts that every young gay male feels. That's why so many stay in the closet and are afraid to reveal who they really are. What their body feels and what they are told their body should be feeling are never the same. Still you are one little hottie in this reality, so you shouldn't have to worry about men thinking you were gay when you kiss them or even have sex with them." "Have sex with them! Are you out of your mind! Look I am a heterosexual male. I am not gay in any way, shape, or form and I am certainly not a woman." " That's not what Jack thinks. He thinks you are his hot trampy girlfriend. So now what you are saying is that you think you are a man while everyone around you thinks you are a woman. Now what would Jerry Springer say. I know, he'd say you aren't gay at all, you are transsexual. I don't know why people keep classifying transsexuals with homosexuals when most of them just want to become heterosexual within their own self vision. So, just tell everyone you are really a man trapped in a woman's reality.' "I am not gay, and I am certainly not transsexual." "You wouldn't want that huh? Well like most transsexuals I know, you don't have much choice in the matter. Transsexuals are not gay either, they are just people whose minds exist in a different sexual reality than their bodies. Then they spend most of their lives and most of their money trying to achieve your lofty heterosexual ideal by sacrificing parts of their body that most of the rest of humanity holds sacred. Some are even pushed to the point of self-mutilation. And along the way, during their transition, they are the subjected to bitter pain and loneliness. But none of that matters to you does it? What did you write in your September Newsletter? Oh yes, 'Where as most gay males prefer to commit sodomy using such unnatural orifices as their mouth and rear, none reaches the perverted heights of the male to female transsexual. This person will spend upwards of ten thousand dollars to have his own penis removed from between his legs just so he can then accommodate the penis of another man in there. Men were not created to have other men pleasure themselves in there own apertures or to have another artificial one created through expensive surgery when those available prove inadequate. It is only women who were created with the natural orifices for the pleasure of man.' I have rarely heard someone use so many big words to prove how ignorant they really are. Certainly not since I last listened to a debate by Clinton's lawyers." "I am not ignorant, I have two scholarships to this college." "I never said you were stupid. Ignorance and intelligence can coexist very well in the same person, take Russ Limbaugh, please." "Look there's my girlfriend Laura. Maybe she can help me sort this out. Oh, I need her more than ever now, but the last thing I need right now is a demon with a Robin Williams fixation tagging along." "I know three's a crowd." And with that the demon vanished. "Hi Robin." She said smiling. "Hi Laura." "Look I know about the big blow up you had with Jack the other day and well I just want to say that if you feel you need someone to talk about it with. I am here for you." And with that Laura put her arm around Robin and hugged him tightly. The pressing of her pendulous bosom against his chest gave him a warm feeling inside, but strangely did not make him as instantly horny as it used to. But if Laura still liked him, how screwed up could things really be? "Thank you Laura, I appreciate it, you don't know what that means to me." "Are you still coming by tonight to study?" "Yeah sure." Inside Robin was saying she still wants me, yessssssssssssssss! "I'll see you at eight at my room. And hey don't worry about Jack. You two will work it all out. You always have. You two have been together for like, forever." And with a smile on her lips Laura walked to her next class. Robin didn't want to break it to her that he and Jack had made up in a perverted sort of way. Hell, he knew from experience that a little sympathy went a long way towards getting laid. "I heard those thoughts." And once again the demon appeared before him. "So, what's so wrong with wanting to screw your girlfriend?" "Because she isn't a lesbian." "I know that, boy do I know that. So?" "But in this reality you are considered a girl, a hot chick. If you acted on your thoughts you would be judged to be a lesbian. And although Howard Stern no longer considers lesbianism a moral sin, it is still homosexuality and you are as you have stated are not gay." "I am not gay, but I also have mixed opinions on lesbianism." "Oh yes you still have that omnipresent male fantasy of being the meat inside of titty sandwich. Making it with two women as they also make it with each other." " Well yes, but when the Bible talks about homosexuality, it says only that a man should not sleep with another man as he would with a woman." "Well that passage has been misinterpreted for centuries. What is really means is that no man should be stupid or na?ve enough to believe all of the bull shit that a guy tells to a woman just to get her in bed in the first place." "That is just ridiculous babble." "No the Bible, the new testament in particular, is a book that was written by men and as such is open to any type of skewed interpretation that mankind will give to it. It is no different in that respect than any other book written by mankind. Who's to say that under the right circumstances that people would start taking the word of Gone With The Wind as the gospel and start waiting for the second coming of Rhett Butler. I can just see the priests in the church asking the congregation what can they do to give a damn so that no one will be hungry again." "The bible was written by holy men, the apostles, and was based on the words of Jesus." "Let me tell you about Jesus, he may have been a great Messiah but he was no great carpenter. I should show you an end table he made for me. The legs are uneven. He said he would fix it and I am still waiting. Every time I look at that table I wonder how could millions of people believe his word as the absolute truth. I tell you if he ever comes back, he better have my thirty shekels. Of course, the apostles were no better. Do you know that at the Last Supper none of them even left a tip, and that was a big expensive dinner." "That's blasphemous." "Hey I'm a demon, that's my job." "Well I am not going to argue with you if you are going to be like that." "Okay let us forget about the bible. You know what has really caused the explosion of homosexuals in your society today. It is the annual airing of the Wizard Of Oz on television." "Now, that's a bunch of bull." "No, it has actually inspired generations of young men to want to grow up to be Judy Garland." "No it hasn't." "Well who else would you want to be? Someone with no brains, no heart, or no courage? Hey maybe that's who you wanted to be, all three of them." "Look I don't have the time to argue with you. I have schoolwork to do and a hot study date tonight with Laura. So leave me alone." "Okay, I know when I am not wanted. Nero said the same thing to me when I said his violin needed tuning. Come to think about it, that turned out to be a hot date too. Well, I will see you later." And with that the demon vanished once again. Later that night Robin went over to Laura's room to study. As he opened the door he noticed that Laura was sitting on her bed dressed only in a large white pullover tee shirt, no bra, and matching white panties. The outline of her nipples definitely helped the tee shirt make its point. Robin's mind thought that this sight should get him overly horny as usual, but for as much as his cock was getting aroused, he might as well be watching pygmy bowling. "So you feeling better about Jack?" "I guess, but he can be so obstinate. He won't give an inch." "Well that's a change. Last week you told me he was giving you nine inches." Laura laughed. Robin then went over and sat next to Laura on the bed. He felt like his blood should be boiling, but it was more like someone had forgotten to turn the oven on. His mind felt like it was running on autopilot. For once, he was being ruled more by his emotional needs than by his dick. He felt that with all of the confusion going on, he needed her more than ever. He needed to make love to her at this moment to prove that he still was a man. But when lost swirling in the midst of hatred, it is hard to find love. As he moved closer to her, Laura looked up at him. He was lost in her eyes. "Laura you are so beautiful. I am so proud to have you as my girlfriend." He then kissed her with a passion that had no reality as a boundary. Then he started fondling her body as he had done many times before to a different reaction. "What was that all about? Look I know you are upset right now, but I am not that type of girl. I have thought about doing it sure, but it is unnatural. The next thing is that you are going to want Jack to join us in a threesome. I can't handle this. It would be better if you just get out." "But Laura." "Get out, please." She said as she started to cry. Robin then spoke the words that came from his heart and not his groin. "But Laura I love you." "Get out!" Robin left and started back to his dorm when the demon materialized again. "You know it didn't turn out that well either for that guy in the old song who told Laura he loved her. He ended up dead." "Oh no not you again. Can't you just leave me alone." "Why should I when you are doing such a good job of it yourself." "Just go, okay. You've screwed up my life enough already." "While there is a pause in the action, let's have a recap here. Your best friend thinks that you are his girlfriend and even though your body concurs, your mind rejects his love because as you said you are not gay. Now your soul is still in love with your girlfriend, but because in her reality for you two to become lovers you would have to become lesbians and of course you wouldn't want everyone you know to think that you were gay. So let's see, now you are damned if you do and damned if you don't. Hey let's face it you are just damned. Hey why else would even I be here." "Just leave me alone." "Of course I am going to leave you alone. Now that I have instilled in you the fear that you are becoming something that you positively despise, my work is done. I can feel the self hatred building up inside of you and self hatred is the strongest hatred there is, because it's the only hate you cannot escape from. That is why I love it so much. I relish its force as it is renewing the powers of this old demon. You Robin are my own personal Viagra." As he tried to walk away, Robin caught a glimpse of the girl people saw him as in the refection of a shop window. She was pouting. "That's it I need to get away from here, away from her, and away from you." "Well go just out there and strut your stuff sweet thing. But you run from me, but you can never run away from what you are. But you will be back. I am over two millenniums old, I can wait. Hell, love saying that, I've been around so long I can tell you some Y1K horror stories. You know how many abacuses they had to reprogram? Well see you soon." "I hope not." Robin figured he would just keep on walking in the cool darkness. He didn't want to go home and have to face her. So he walked along familiar streets that saw him now as someone unfamiliar. For the person he now appeared to be, danger was lurking behind the shadows. For danger is know as a very sexist creature, identifying women as the more vulnerable of species. And tonight danger definitely saw Robin as a woman, a very sexy woman. It wasn't very long until danger, hiding inside a dark alley and wearing the guise of a drunken sailor had found him. He stood in front of Robin blocking his path. "Hey there good looking, what are you doing walking around like that? Looking for a good time?" "Are you talking to me?" "Well I don't see any other hot babe around here." "I am not a hot babe." "Oh I beg to differ. But let's get another opinion. Hey Joe isn't this one hot babe." Another man, as if on cue appeared behind Robin. "Yeah, and she looks ready to party." "I just want to be left alone." "Hey, you shouldn't be showing off the merchandise if you don't expect someone to buy." "Yeah and you have two customers waiting for a sample." Robin realized that he was trapped between the two men. He tried to run away, but one of them grabbed him immediately. He figured that the men were a bit inebriated and he might have a chance to fight them off. He started flailing at the men, but his blows were ineffectual. He could hear the men laughing all around him as if in some sinister surround sound. Before long they had him pinned between them. They then started ripping off his clothes. Robin wanted to scream, but as he opened his mouth, the first guy stuck his dick inside. "I bet you are one great cocksucker." Instead of sucking on it, Robin bit down on the human hot dog. The man screamed and then hit Robin in the face. "Now we will have none of that or you will get this making lines all over your pretty face." And the man pulled a knife out of his pocket. "Now be a good girl", The man reinserted his penis into Robin's mouth and Robin started sucking this guy like Laura had done to him. The man behind him was rubbing his dick over Robin's ass trying to get it hard. Once it was, he inserted it into his rectal cavity. Of course the man felt he was enjoying some hot pussy. Robin's mind was filled with revulsion as he was being pumped full of cock at both ends, but his body was filled with waves of orgasmic pleasure. This was unnatural, how could he be enjoying this? It had to be that damn psychic link. He couldn't possibly be enjoying sex with men. It didn't take long for the two men to come. There was nothing to stop the flood of semen that now enveloped his mouth and ass. He started to choke as he tried not to swallow. The men started to laugh at this. Then Robin fainted dead away. When he awoke, both of the men were gone and he was left shivering and almost naked. He pulled up his ripped pants and put on what was left of his shirt and ran back to his apartment. Robin looked at the image of the girl in the mirror. Her skin was bruised and her clothes were ripped in a multitude of places. There were dried bloodstains on her panties that showed through her skirt and there were remnants of sperm on her cheeks. The pain in his once virgin ass was excruciating. For the first time since he was a little boy, he was crying. In the image, the tears drenched with mascara formed lines down her cheek that went nowhere. He could still taste the remains of the semen in his mouth. "I can't live like this. How could anyone live this way?" He knew that there was only one way out. He grabbed the pistol he had hidden under his bed for protection. He could hear the laughter of the demon in his head taunting him. He turned and saw the demon on his monitor in some type of demented screen saver. This all had to end, now. Suddenly a shot rang out. A loud thud was heard, then there was silence and the PC screen went dark. And there was a little less hate in the world.