Hi rambled on to her about his past exploits and glory days....she had no choice but to listen...his lips never seemed to stop parting ..tongue lashed letting a none stop assault of what seemed to be a never ending verbal diarrhea...her eyes wide ..half glazed....a small tear seemed to show itself from the corner of her left eye as she listened..unable to block it out or make it stop...he smiled at her warmly..his hand brushed her now lacquered skin...white was the color..eggshell to be precise...he wanted it this way...porcelain doll he kept saying....she shivered from the coldness of the steal table on which she laid upon....he continued with his verbal machinations...she had no idea what he was doing ...the morphine helped prevent that...plus the tight leather straps which kept her from moving a muscle also did the job...better this way she thought..al tho fear had settled...made its home in her mind along time ago ....ti must of been the first night they met she recalled....it was warm...evening was about to over take the dusk...sun melting into hte horizon..the breeze was cool..but not enough to calm the heat wich had been ever so present for weeks...he was tall and handsome...and there conversations were pleasant ....she fell for him with his smooth tongue...and home he took her....her thoughts were interruped by a sound...one shes never hered before...or maybe she had...a distant memory shatters her..one of a horror movie her sister took her not but a few weeks ago...altho to her it seemed like yesterday...a week has passed already he mentioned to her....her eyes grew wider...still she had no clue of what he was doing to her....everything came back ..the constant bathing..the shavings....the hot glue poured onto her naked scalp only to be covered with a polyester wig of golden curls....the bleaching of her skin...the permanant make up which he tattooed on her face....that sound again...she was puzzled until he showed her ....the loud grunt that came from her wich should of been a scream..if her lips weren't sown shut...fear none the less..not of pain...pure and simple fear...her breathing got heavy but was slowed ....a warm tingle feeling...an other injection of morphine..enough to render anyone delirious...in his bloody hand he held her women hood...the very thing that would of brought her joy..children and other pleasures.....he toyed with her...shaking it around tilting it left and right...speaking and waving to it as he smiled still as warm as he did before ...his eyes ...seemed dead tho...no feeling...he set the organ aside and continued...he did nothing to stop the bleeding..and it didn't take long for her vision to go blurry then slowly she knew..as her entourage slowly faded to black...the point of death had reached her....she forced a smile which ripped her lips apart...she was free she thought...fear had left her...her eyes set upon him with that smile of victory...which angered him ...and the last thing she could hear was him screaming in disbelief...she had won over him...