#140221 - And just as she was trying to move away from me, I took the chance, knowing that she was weak with desire and still woozy from the booze, I plunged my bloodstained finger again, making the ‘come here’ motion in her love-hole and groped for her g-spot. Then she’d put on tiny spotlights in the corners of the ceiling and her main light had a dimmer that she could control when she doesn’t like too much brightness. Oh my God, I paused to think, have I transformed Sophie into a slut? Has she done this with somebody else? Has she been with another man after me? Had she totally left her innate innocence because of the pain I caused her and the hate she has for me? Anything could happen in a year… Of course, I’d want her to be like this, a slut… but for only for me.