This book is dedicated to NobleNancy, a brilliant mind and loyal friend. If it wasn't for her, this book wouldn't be what it is today.  Oh, and she just might be a psychology student so that helped too :D

Discaimer - RAPE SCENE.

Cold metal table on her back, water soaked to her bones and a rapist on top of her. Who could blame her for the shivers up and down her spine?

The oppressor's hands seemed even colder than the steel she lay on as they probed her body. His preditory limbs came to her supple breasts and gave them a squeeze.

Soon enough, her skirt was off and she could feel his firm member pressing on her stomach. From the pit of her soul came cries of horror but no one could hear, no one could come.

What she had left in reserve paid little dividend against this man. Every effort she made seemed to only fuel his unnatural strength. As he seperated her legs, Dr. Brown regretted ever having taken the case of William Heard.

It all started five days ago...