I could give the boy a suggestion, but I wonder... wat did he have in his head... "You have a theory." I stated calmly. Not suggested, not asked. Stated.
"N-Not a theory, just a...a horrible thought." He sighs. "What if she was seduced by one of the inmates? Went there, put herself in a vulnerable position because she was manipulated, only for them to jump her and...you know. I mean... She did sleep with a lot of guys." He admits - though you know that most of those men Ami pleasured would have been on Mark's orders, Jacob has no reason to think that it was anything but his mother's choice.
I hummed... keeping quiet for a moment. "Have you considered..." I started slowly. "That she might have desired what they offered?" I sked, slowly. And it might even be rue, considering how much the whore climaxed....
"What, you're saying...saying she wanted them to do that to her? Even though they killed her?" Jacob looks you in the eye.
I shrugged. "Maybe she did... to experience this all, while she still could... or maybe she did not think it wld end in this way... those are possibilities." I hummed. I paused. "What bough on those thoughts.. did you see something or heard something that made you return to this?"
"I think...I think some of the guards do to inmates what the inmates did to my mom. Having sex with them. Gangbangs. Trains." He's quiet for a moment. "I've overheard them talking about it."
I narrowed my eyes. Yes they did... but to speak of it soo brazenly. Those man will have to be educated of their behaviour. I paused in thought... why would he... ah. Could it be? Like his mother... no, he should not knot about it. So his imagination run wild. "You..." I licked my lips. "You fantasised about it. Taking patient that way..." and then you somehow jumped to your mother...
"I..." He gulps, staring at you intently. "I have doctor/patient confidentiality, right? Anything I say here stays between us?"
"Thinking it over, I feel... I feel jealous." Jacob bites his lip. "Like, those fucking scum got to do everything they wanted to her, when I couldn't. I know it's wrong, but I want to be in control like that. Show my dominance."
I smiled. Despite pollution of whore's blood, he still was his father's son. "You are upset... Not because she died. You are upset, because you didn't get a chance to do to her what patients done to her..." There was no accusation in my voice. "If you did, would you care if she died?"
"If I did, I'd keep her alive... So I could fuck her whenever I want." She sees his manhood harden under his pants.
"Oh? Are you not curious? How would it be to drive her to such depths? Would you not get bored?" I asked curious, observing him carefully as I stud up and walked up to him. "What, if you had more of them, women to fuck?" I sat down next to him, my hand gently put on his thigh. "Would you show her mercy as you plough her pussy and she pleaded you to stop? When you were getting to a... good part?"
