Mandy is ambushed on her way home  NOTE: The tags cannot convey
emphasis, so let me highlight the themes of extreme, violent
rape and humiliation. While the other tags are accurate, this is
primarily a story about brutal, remorseless, unrelenting rape
and abuse.  New readers are directed to "Mandy and Daddy" for
some insight into Mandy's typical home life.  Mandy and Danny
It was Wednesday, and on Wednesdays Mandy's daddy worked late.
She said goodbye to her best friend, Jenna, and began walking
home, thinking about what she would cook for daddy. It was
October, and the sun was low in the sky, casting long shadows
and yellowing light.  Mandy never saw them coming. One boy
grabbed her by the hair with one hand and slapped his hand over
her mouth while another pulled up on her ankles. She tried to
struggle, but the hand was wrapped in a sweaty t-shirt, muffling
her screams and thwarting her bites.  The sides of the main road
were heavily wooded, with no trails and thick undergrowth. No-
one walked any dogs or w