Chapter 1

Alice B. is a striking blonde, age twenty-two, with a voluptuous body. Her good looks, combined with sparkling blue eyes give the promise of certain sensual pleasures and fun. But, in fact, she has relegated her sexual activities to the most heinous of all sensual worlds-bestiality.

Why this young and beautiful girl has traveled down that most taboo of all roads is a question worth looking into. There apparently seems to be no concrete reason for her sexual 'demise' into this area, yet, the actions do exist. Upon observing her during our interview, I continually thought about the fact that she probably could have had any man she had ever wanted, anytime and anywhere. Her legs, revealed beneath her high riding miniskirt, were long, lean and strong. Her breasts, peeking out strongly beneath her tee shirt gave promise of fulfillment and sensual pleasure. Why, then, had this most desirable woman elected to bestow her favors only upon animals?

One old saying has it that once a woman has had sexual relations with an animal, especially a well-heeled dog, she will never again find satisfaction with a man. In Alice's case, this could have very well been the truth. It is with this thought in mind that I pursued our interview, trying to reveal the secrets of her strange sexual obsession.

I suppose what I have done is considered by many people to be obscene and against nature. To me, anyway, they have provided the most wonderful of all experiences. I' really can't explain why, but somewhere and somehow, the whole experience had the ring of religious truth to it. I mean, there was something 'otherworldly' about fucking with a dog. I know this must sound somewhat strange and even perverse, but after being with the dog, I never even wanted to touch a man again.

This whole thing began when I was sixteen years old. I lived in a small town in Northern California. You know, one of those places where everyone knows everyone else and when anyone does anything wrong the place begins jumping around like someone had them by the balls.

Anyway, this was where I grew up, and it was miserable. I always felt like I was suffocating. But then I met this guy named Jim. That began to change my whole life.

Jim was a gas station mechanic who had gone broke while traveling through the town. He wound up working at this gas station, pumping gas and saving his money until he had enough so he could leave. He was really a strange looking cat and I guess that's what attracted me to him.

During high school, I guess you could say I was pretty popular. All sorts of guys would ask me out and when we went someplace, they were always grabbing my tits or sliding their hands up between my legs. Most of the time I would just turn them off by threatening to yell 'rape'. That usually did the trick. But every once in a while, like this one Friday night after the football game, I really got myself into a bind. This joker had asked me to go out for something to eat, and being really bored and everything, I said 'okay'. We drove out of town into the woods and he pulled over to the side of the road.

"Now," he said, sitting there and looking me over, "Now is the time of your life, baby."

I couldn't believe it, but this jackass had his pants down and was beating himself off ... right there in the car!

I asked him what the Hell he thought he was doing.

But he must have sensed that I was interested, which I was, because he didn't stop or even try to answer me.

Then, he grabbed my head and pulled me down to his groin. There I was, with this huge dong staring me right in the face, and really beginning to fear for my life.

"Okay baby," he said, "suck me dry!"

I knew that if I didn't, he would probably leave me out there in the middle of nowhere, or else beat me up.

"All right," I moaned, touching the hot, sticky thing, "but just this once."

"You'll like it more and more, honey, especially after your little drink of protein."

I didn't know what he meant by that, but later when I found out that come has a certain amount of protein in it, it hit me.

Anyway, I remember the feeling when the tip of his prick entered my mouth ... it was horrible! I mean, he was warm and sticky, and the skin tasted salty. Then, he began pumping more and more inside, until it felt like his entire thing was being rammed down my throat. I tried to stay with it, but with each thrust from his pelvis, I felt like I was going to throw up. Finally, I just pulled away as hard as I could and managed to pull the thing out of my mouth. At this point, the bastard came all over my face. I thought I would die as his fucking cream spurted and shot all over me. It was pretty sickening, but he really seemed to enjoy it... every minute of it.

"There, there baby," he had said after his tube had emptied all over me, "it's nothin' but a little bit of mother nature's own secret sauce."

"Yeah, but I don't eat."

"Those who don't eat, sugar, starve!"

This bastard, after forcing me to give him head, had the balls to come off and say something like that. I'll tell you, I was really pissed off and I made a vow then and there never to make it with a man again. I figured if I would have to become a lesbian, then that would just have to be the way I went. I mean, these assholes with their huge egos 'cause they could get that meat stiff and everything would just have to go. No more would I have anything to do with them!

That night, I ran away from that town. That was the last time I ever saw my parents or friends. With a pack on my back, I decided to head down towards San Francisco. I had heard that it was supposed to be a pretty exciting place, and I thought it would be right for me.

On the way, just north of the peninsula, I found this beach where everyone was naked. It was pretty wild, just kind of stripping down casually and walking naked out onto a beach. I guess I was kind of pretty because most of the guys walking around there, with their dongs just hanging out in the sunlight, seemed to really look at me.

I took a place near a rock and lay down on my back. I spread my legs wide so that anyone walking by could see my crack real good. It was a nice feeling, like I was exposing myself to the world and anyone who wanted it could just kind of take a look up inside me. But I didn't want to fuck, and this fact I think gave me the courage to do that. I guess many would call me a tease or something, but it wasn't my fault that that dork from school slammed his prick down my throat!

"Hello there," the voice came from above. I opened my eyes and saw this guy, with long hair and a really slim body standing there.

I said 'hi' to him, and kind of drew my thighs together. Suddenly, I was kind of embarrassed.

"You're running from it, aren't you?"

As he sat down next to me, I could feel his eyes traveling up and down my body. His question kind of sunk in, and I began to shake. This guy was really kind of weird, I mean he seemed to know all about me without knowing me.

"Yes," I replied, "I guess I am. I mean, running."

"We're all running, my child, each of us in our own special way are running from something. Either it's inside us or something without. Whatever and wherever, it makes no difference because we're all the same together."

His eyes were brown and seemed to bore a hole right through me. There was something about him that I couldn't explain. I mean, he might have been after my cunt or something, but those words were something more than that. A feeling of real communication came over me, like I could tell him anything and he would understand.

"Where are you going?" he asked, kind of just staring out to sea.

Suddenly, I didn't really know that answer. I knew I was headed towards San Francisco, but that was only a place. It seemed like everything he said rang of some inner truth-something which traveled above all the words and actions.

"You should come with me ... there's really no other place to go, you know."

His hand rested gently upon my thigh. Suddenly my vow never to let another man touch me shriveled into nothingness.

"You are the universe and the soul... we are all the soul..."

His fingers were playing at the edge of my lips. They began to swell and I could feel the wetness flowing from my cunt. He moved around the edge, then pulled his fingers away and put them to his mouth.

"You," he said, licking my wetness very slowly, "have the secret juices of the life force and the death force which are one in the same."

I found myself laying back on the sand, moaning and whispering the 'yes' over and over and again.

He leaned over me, and I could feel his now hardened prick up against my naked leg. He drew his tongue up along the outside of my thigh, then began traveling slowly to the inside. The feeling was incredible as he began blowing hot air onto my cunt. I could feel my lips there throbbing and twitching with each gust of hot air coming from his mouth.

"Yes ... yes ..." He moaned, drawing his tongue between my lips, "home is here. There is nothing else!"

"Oh God," I moaned, "go inside ... please, lick me there... go inside!"

I became unaware of the place, the beach and the fact that other people were around. I threw my legs around his neck and virtually tried to pull his entire head deep inside my cunt.

He began licking and slurping inside. His tongue, like a slippery snake, tweaked and darted inside with an almost strange kind of ferocity.

When I felt myself starting to come, he reached around underneath me, like he knew exactly what was coming. He pulled my ass tightly up towards him, burying my face even deeper into my cunt. I thrust and twisted beneath the rippling force of my orgasm as he held on tightly, driving me up and down the ol' roller coaster.

After it was over, we both lay side by side, taking in the sun and watching the other naked people on the beach.

"You still going to 'Frisco?"

I reached down and held his limp cock lightly and shook my head 'no'. He laughed, looking like he was really happy. This made me feel good ... better than I had in a long time.

We left that beach, Bobby and I, that afternoon. He had this old school bus that had been converted into a living room on wheels. Inside, there were these strange diagrams, you know, the kind with five sides and things, hung all over the walls. It kind of gave me a creepy feeling at first, but his smile and the words he said made me feel much better.

Bobby drove across the valley and headed down highway 5 towards the San Fernando Valley. We got there about nine o'clock that night. He pulled the bus into a driveway in front of an old, white house that looked like maybe one time it was a ranch house or something.

Once inside the place, it seemed like we were no longer in the twentieth century. There was a large living room which was furnished by huge pillows which lay scattered all over the floor. On the walls, these huge murals, like something out of the Arabian Nights, hung on every square inch of space. Bobby smiled as he watched me look over the place, he was obviously pleased with my reaction.

"Now for the initiation."

I didn't know what he meant, and suddenly felt kind of scared. But all he did, the bastard, was to pull down his pants.

"Now, you, get undressed."

I watched his pecker, already hard and straining, peeking out from the top of his pants.

"Go on," he said, holding his rod in his hand and waving the tip towards me. "We've got to make ourselves feel at home."

I lifted my tee shirt up over my head. My breasts fell naked because I wasn't wearing a bra. Then, I slid out of my jeans and stood naked in front of his eyes.

"You're beautiful!" he cried, rubbing the tip of his cock up against my belly.

I'll tell you, even though I had made that vow never to be with a man again, this guy really turned me on. I mean, he wasn't great looking or anything, but just kind of average. I think maybe there was something in his voice, a kind of commanding tone, which turned me on. Even before he could touch me, I was already wet between my legs . .. that's the kind of effect he had on me.

"Okay, Alice, now for a little lesson in idolatry."

Then, he made me kneel in front of him. His prick was sticking straight out, just in front of my nose. I knew what he wanted, and his stare was so intense and everything, that I knew I had to give it to him. I took his prick in both hands and began massaging the thing carefully and slowly. Then I cupped his balls, those huge, swollen sacs which just hung there like a horse's.

"You're lips, Alice, I want to be inside your mouth."

I opened my lips, then licked the tip of his prick with my tongue. I tried to pry open the hole there, driving the tip of my tongue strongly against the skin. He just stood there, kind of staring down at me and holding the top of my head. Finally, I parted my teeth and took the entire rod into my mouth. I really dug it this time, I mean, there was something kind of rugged about the whole thing. Only this one had a ceremony about it, a kind of ritual which made it even more exciting.

"Penetration! Penetration!" He cried as he pumped back and forth between my lips. I reached around him, grabbing him by his ass, and tried to pull all of him inside my mouth. I really wanted to take as much as possible inside, not leaving him even a square inch of pecker to himself.

Then I felt him begin to throb. I could feel the stuff begin to come along the ridge underneath his prick. I ran my fingers along there, following the path of sperm as it traveled out along his throbbing shaft. It felt kind of good, like I had this power to get something from him ... to pull something from deep inside. I felt myself begin to cream like crazy as his hole opened up and the white, hot juices began to pour into my mouth.

"Take it, baby ... take all of it!" he cried, pushing my head hard up against his pelvis. I tried to swallow everything, but some of the stuff kind of drooled out of the corners of my mouth. I kept sucking, though, pulling his cock further and further into my mouth. Finally, he was drained, and I licked his prick and balls until all the remains of his orgasm were gone.

"You're a beautiful head ... you belong with me..."

He held me by the back of my head. I was still kneeling in front of him, staring up into his coal black eyes. It was then that I made my vow to do anything in the world for him ... virtually, to become his slave. At the time, my offer held no special meaning for me. It just seemed like I was saying what I felt. But in not too much time, I began to see that my vow was going to lead me into some pretty strange and perverse happenings. Had I known then what I do now, I don't think I would have ever said what I did.

Within a few short days, things really began changing around there. The first thing that happened was the appearance of two other girls. I remember that day very clearly. They were both young, probably around my age, and both had dark, long hair. They seemed really skinny, especially the one named Kitty. The other, Sue, had really big tits which bounced around underneath her shirt, so it seemed like she had probably been better fed. Anyway, it was on that day that I began to see the kinds of changes that would occur around there. I was taking a bath, playing with the soap bar, when Bobby brought the two girls right into the bathroom.

"Alice," he said, holding each girl on an arm, "I'd like you to meet Kitty and Sue. They, too, are beautiful."

If that meant that each one had given him head, too, then I was really mad. I tried to act cool, you know, undisturbed about the whole thing. But that was almost impossible. Suddenly, Sue stripped down and stood above the tub naked. Swinging her leg over the edge so I could get a good look at her dark cunt, she slid into the tub next to me.

"There!" said Bobby, obviously happy, "I think you too will really get it on!"

Then he turned and walked out with Kitty, leaving this other naked broad right there in the tub with me!

"Well?"

"Well what?" I replied, sinking lower. She was staring real funny at my tits.

"We're both beautiful, aren't we? " Then I felt her hand coming up my thigh. I tried to clamp my thighs around her, but she kept pushing up. Finally, she reached my cunt and began playing around there. She really knew what she was up to, I'll have to admit that! I mean, she found my clit and began pushing the skin over it and just kind of brushing against it, you know, like a real pro. I finally had to give in. So I lay back against the tub and spread my thighs.

"That's more like, honey." She moaned, driving her finger up my vagina." I know you're going to like this."

For the next few minutes my new friend fingerbanged until the only wetness I had was coming directly from the water in the tub. I had never been so dry before, nor had I ever experienced so many orgasms. It was like every time the flow began inside, she would know exactly when to withdraw her hand and knead at my thighs. Then, when it subsided, she would start in again. By the time Bobby came back inside the bathroom, I was pretty well spent.

"Well, looks like you two really got to know each other!"

He took off his clothes and jumped into the tub between us. By this time, I guess I was pretty much ready for anything. I mean, I had just done something I never thought I ever would have, and it seemed like anything else was just a new attraction. As a matter of fact, I was really beginning to enjoy the new trips that were being laid down. It was a whole new thing for me.

"Now, we'll all learn how to love each other and become one." Then he took Sue onto his lap, where he stuck his prick up her cunt.

"Ooooh ... Bobbeeee ... please ... !"

I sat at the other end of the tub, watching the action from behind Sue. It was the first time I had ever watched two people fuck, and I'll tell you, it was pretty fucking far out!

"Okay, new child, on my face ... daddy wants to lick your pearl!"

I got out of the tub, walked around to the other side, and straddled Bobby's face. Sue reached around me and grabbed my tits, playing with my nipples and pinching them. I thought I had been really spent before after her hand job, but before I knew it, Bobby's tongue was boring a hole right through me. He sucked, licked and bit at my lips and vagina, seemingly going in deeper than was possible. I rocked and swayed on his mouth, crying out as loudly as was Sue. Then, he came and Sue came and I came. Exhausted, and really spent this time, we all collapsed onto each other.

"Next time," mumbled Bobby somewhere beneath my tits, "we all come together!"

I could see that.

The next few weeks at Bobby's got stranger and stranger. People were constantly dropping by, and most of the time they were those weird cats who rode motorcycles and had tattoos. They were rough guys but Bobby always seemed able to control them. Once, one of these guys, whose name was Duke, started making Sue. They were both naked in the bedroom, and Sue was giving him a blow job. Bobby walked into the room and just stood there. Sue's back was to him, and she couldn't see him. She was really going wild with that cock in her mouth, jerking back and forth like crazy. Finally, Duke came, and during it, looked up and saw Bobby. There was a long silence, then Bobby walked over to where Sue knelt on the floor. He unzipped his pants, drew out his prick, and was already hard.

"Okay, baby, we all love each other ... don't we?"

Duke kind of just stood there, with his mouth hanging open and his dong hanging down. Sue turned around and opened her mouth, taking Bobby's cock into her mouth. All this time Duke just stood there, letting Bobby stare at him like he was nothing.

That was one of the times I really began to see something strange happening. I mean, everything in that house was really different. There was no sense of possession . . . everyone belonged to everyone else. If someone wanted to ball you, then you just took off your clothes, spread your legs and let the cock right in. If he wanted to get blown, then that's what you did. It was like being the member of a harem or something. There were like maybe seven or eight girls living in that house. At one point, Bobby told all of us that we were to stay naked at all times. This was really kind of weird, I mean, walking around totally naked all day. Whenever people came by, there we were, tits and cunts hanging out for everyone to see and touch. It kind of got to be a game or something.

"Without clothes," Bobby would say, "you become one. You lose the ego and enable yourself to mould together and become one soul."

I kind of understood what he was saying.

There was a strange feeling which seemed to grow inside of all of us. It was like there was nothing in the world we couldn't or wouldn't do ... I mean, everything became okay because there was no more morality, or whatever that is that keeps people from doing certain things.

This attitude, growing every day, started really getting far out. We, the girls, would have sex with each other, eating each others' cunts and fingering each other, almost all day. It seemed like that each day was nothing more than a great orgy. But then, things started changing. Bobby began getting really weird. We started saying things about him being the devil ... and that we were the servants of Satan.

One night, I remember it was really hot . .. like in the desert, Bobby told us that it was time for the Devil to rise. He gathered all of us girls together and lined us up against the wall. There were four other guys standing around, just kind of watching and smoking dope. Bobby lit a couple of candles, and began dancing around them like he was in some kind of trance or something.

We were all naked to begin with, so there was really nothing for us to do but stand there ... or so I thought.

Then these other guys began taking off their clothes. Every one of them had a hard on, and they each held their cocks in their hand as they crossed the room to where we stood. Bobby was still dancing like a madman in the center, kind of waving these other studs over to us.

One guy with long, blond hair came over to me. He was really hung, and I mean he must have had a good nine inches on that thing of his. He grinned kind of fiercely, pushing the tip of his penis up against my belly. I watched in a kind of stupefied fascination as he slid the cock down to my cunt and began working it up into my crack.

At that time, I was having my period, and the more this dude poked his thing into me, the more blood began to flow. Soon, it was kind of drooling down my legs, which were by now really spread apart. His prick was up inside me, and I had my leg wrapped around his back. Suddenly, Bobby yelled for everyone to stop.

"We have found the moment!" He screamed, looking right at me and grinning. "She is ready to receive the Devil!"

This dude's prong was still inside me when Bobby came over and wrenched the guy backwards. I screamed when his huge prick left me, it was so big that I was really getting stretched out.

By this time, everyone had stopped. One couple was laying on the floor, the guy firmly planted between this chick's legs while another couple was giving each other head. But when Bobby spoke, everyone stopped-right in the middle of what they were doing.

"The summer night," he began, breathing kind of strangely and looking right through me, "is the heat of the Devil. We shall aspire to acknowledge His presence ... tonight and forever!"

Then he ran his fingers lightly up between my legs, kind of scraping the already drying blood.

"Perfect... perfect... perfect.. ." He mumbled. Then, he turned away and nodded to the blond dude who had been fucking me.

"Bring him on ... quickly!"

The guy went out into the backyard, and a second later returned with this huge German shepherd dog. The animal was mean looking, with big black eyes and seemed like he was about ready to kill anyone who got in his way.

"Let us begin..."

Bobby brought the dog over to where I was standing. The huge dog then began licking the inside of my legs, I suppose because he dug the blood. I was terrified, not even realizing then what was going to happen. I do remember, though, that I was kind of really fascinated. Like having this huge tongue kind of going high inside my thighs really turned me on.

"You are pleasing the Devil . . . that is very good. Very Good."

I tried to smile, but was pretty scared. Everyone else stood around the dog and me, watching and kind of groaning in low tones. Bobby stood right next to us, directing me and the dog in everything we did.

"Spread your legs, my dear, and allow Him to see and touch you!"

I did as I was told. Moving both feet wide apart and kind of squatting then thrusting my pelvis forward, I was able to give the animal full access to my lips. The dog went there right away, licking me with his rough tongue right there in my cunt. It was the wildest feeling I had ever had, I mean, it was like nothing else I had ever experienced.

"Enjoy him ... enjoy him ..."

Everyone was shouting that same phrase over and over. I held onto the dog's head, and began writhing down on him. The more we did this, the more I wanted him inside. I threw my legs even wider apart, and then pulled open my lips so that the beasts tongue could get inside my vagina. I was creaming like crazy, the juices rolling down my legs along with blood. I didn't know it at the time, but the dog was really getting it on, too.

"Go down on him, baby, go down!"

I couldn't believe what Bobby was asking me to do. Give a dog a blow job! That was the most incredible thing I had ever heard of. I mean, to take an animal's prick into my mouth and suck the fucking thing off was probably the most repelling thing I could have ever thought of. I kind of backed up against the wall, brought my legs together, and tried to turn away.

But everyone had hold of me, and they were forcing me down on my back. When I was finally laying on the floor, they brought the dog to me. They stood the hind legs of the animal over my shoulders, so that his prick was hanging there right in front of my face. I reached up slowly, and took the black thing into my hands. Slowly, I began masturbating him until he grew pretty fucking big and hard. It was like his dong really began to shine at that point, and then I really began to groove with it.

"Suck the Devil... suck Him!"

The chant rang in my ears, kind of like a dream, as I raised my head and took the grisly prick between my lips and into my mouth. The dog began humping madly, I mean, he was really getting off on this. I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled the prick even further into my mouth. It was really the wildest sensation I had ever had. That animal could really move, I mean it was like some kind of high tension clock that was beating off inside him. His movements were so smooth, so completely natural and he didn't miss a beat.

"The Devil will now take her!"

Then, they all began pushing the dog back along my body. By this time, I couldn't wait to get that big, juicy prick inside. I threw my legs up around his back and kind of pulled myself up onto him. In the center of his prick, there was this kind of knob, like a rise, that really got me off when he entered. I mean, that was the wildest fuck I was ever to have.

While that fucking dog was humping, stretching and pulling at my cunt with that damn knob prick of his, I noticed everyone else standing around. They were in a big circle around me and the dog. The guys were jacking themselves off, with their tools pointed right down towards me and the girls all had their fingers up their cunts. So this was what Bobby meant by 'all coming together.' Then, I felt myself starting to come. The dog, too, began pulsating wildly. His prick began throbbing harder and with more force than any mans. Together, we drove into each other like two animals. As I screamed and moaned, I felt the warm, thick semen of all the pricks shooting out towards my hot skin. It was too much, like a total fuck happening from all sides. I don't think there was a piece of my body that was left without some kind of come drooling down. I felt totally and completely lost to the entire thing, like the whole universe had suddenly shrunk and come down and specially made arrangements to fuck me.

When the scene kind of quieted down, and I was finally able to release myself from the dog, I got up and walked around naked in the backyard. Everyone else had gone to sleep. But I was feeling much too exhilarated for sleep. The moon was full, and warm night air felt real good on my naked skin. Suddenly, the dog was behind me. He began licking my ass, real soft and cool-like. Instinctively, I bent over and pulled my cheeks apart. His tongue drove deep inside, getting everything he could. I came a number of times with that, never having had it as good.

That night I knew I had to make some kind of decision. That dog had given me more pleasure than I had ever even hoped for from a man. It was like fucking with some kind of mystical being who knew all the secrets. For the first time in my life I became jealous. I didn't want another chick to have him. I decided that I wanted him all to myself... for the rest of my life.

So, I took the dog, my bag, and split. I began hitchhiking and finally wound up somewhere down by the ocean. I walked around there for one whole night, not knowing which way to go and being flat broke. Finally, some guy offered me ten dollars if I would blow him. I told him I would, so he dropped his pants, pulled out his pecker and I sucked him off. All the time I was gumming and licking his prick, my dog sat there kind of like he was keeping guard. Aside from being the best fuck I had ever had, that fucking animal was also my protector! It seemed like my life was finally becoming complete.

That evening showed me the way. I found out how easy it was to make some bread ... plenty of it, actually, and also to live with my dog. Soon, we both moved into this really fine beach pad . . . and that's where we've been ever since.

I fuck or suck that animal almost every night. I think I love him better than I could ever love a human being ... I don't know. But for right now, anyway, even though it's supposed to be perverse and sick and everything, that dog gives me everything I always wanted.

SUMMARY

This young girl's story is quite unique in fact while in theory, it actually conforms to many sexologists contentions.

Throughout the ages, there have been many who have contended that once a woman makes love to a dog, she will never be satisfied with a man. In Alice's case, this seemed to have happened in dramatic form. The dog supplies her with a number of things which she could not attain from a man.

First, the animal provides her with a certain emotional security that, because of Bobby's strange preferences, would have been lacking in that situation. Instead of having a man who moved from one girl to another, Alice now has a companion who is consistently devoted to her.

Secondly, the sexual aspects of the dog, as in many cases of bestiality, are possibly best described by the scene in which she has relations with the animal. The fact that the dog was held in high esteem and labeled as the 'Devil' brings into play many theories regarding the religious significance of the act of bestiality. Many people who deny their own instincts find them- selves craving after those which are natural and untouched. The dog in this case supplied Alice with just that, aside from giving her a pure sense of animal sexuality. It is in this manner that the animal became to her an almost complete sexual being, one whose desires and drives are not complicated by civilization.

But within this almost barbaric sense, Alice, too, had to take part. She was finally allowed to escape her morals, or her taught sense of right and wrong, through the gradual process of self-debasement which was encountered by her and the other girls at Bobby's.

It is an interesting phenomena that people such as Bobby exist today, and seem to be attracting large numbers to their way of life. It is a gradual, systematic loss of personal worth and personal integrity which people like Bobby dispel onto their followers. And, instead of replacing that sense of loss with something concrete, it is replaced by 'Devil-worship.' Thus, Alice's final step towards that act of bestiality was brought about by her final surrender to the devil worshipping people who surrounded her.

There is a positive note in Alice's case, however, that cannot be overlooked. That is that whatever happened to her and whatever style of life she finally adopted, there is still a chance that she will move out of that and into areas where human commitments become more real and meaningful. At least through the adoption of the animal, she has moved out of the influence of Bobby and his people. Whether or not this proves to be a good move for the still growing girl, time can only tell.