``I want to shite in my ass, do you think it's okay?'' With that said, the old man roughly screwed inside me. He groans involuntarily from the heat and pain he's never felt before, and the old man laughs happily. Why am I being treated like this? The image of myself reflected in the window quickly blurred and became invisible. My father left when I was in elementary school, and my mother has been raising me alone ever since.