All through college she and Doug were careful. They experimented after classes in his fraternity brother's off-campus apartment! It was like living through some sex manual. The more she tried, the more Janet liked. And Doug was more than a willing participant! Anything she thought of he could top. And they got along so well together.

It was a marriage made in heaven… or so she thought. For the first few years Doug was more athletic in the sack than he'd ever been. And Janet did everything he wanted – everything except take it in the ass. That had seemed going a little far, fucking in a way that would bring her more pain than pleasure.

It was shortly after Shari was born when she noticed a change in Doug. He started coming home late, making excuses for missed dinners. It was no surprise to her after a while when he asked for a divorce. Another woman? Janet laughed bitterly, blinking back the tears. Other women – several of them. He wanted his freedom, wanted to keep on experimenting with other cunts as well as with new techniques.

It was humiliating and terrifying. Janet had to go out and find a job, work for the first time in her life. She had made a go of it and had raised her daughter well… or so she thought. Now her sister's daughter Wendy was visiting from Brockton, Massachusetts, a girl Janet disapproved of the moment she met her. All that makeup, short clinging dresses, those eyes that scanned every available man at the airport! Janet worried about Wendy's influence on her far more modest daughter.

"Damn!"

Another fifteen minutes had passed and still the girls weren't home. Janet had told them not to stay for the second feature at the theater. Several young girls in the neighborhood had been brutally raped recently… picked up in front of their own homes! The police thought some group of sadists were behind this.