My GirlsChapter 3
After I cried myself out, I began to think about what I had seen and what it meant. I now knew why Cindi had been acting so strange. She no longer wanted me to touch her - I couldn't blame her for shying away from all men, even though it hurt to be classed with those animals. But maybe I should be, after enjoying what I had seen. Let me be perfectly clear on this point - I was not turned on at all by the fact that she was forced and raped. I was glad that it still horrified me - I don't...