I suffer because I crave this and try to satisfy it.

She wasn't a lover. She was just a dealer intoxicating my system with natural reserves of oxytocin. Now I'm just a junkie going cold turkey in cravings of more and more of her insufferable touch.

I crave a cone of silence every once in while.

We know there are more victims out there.

This is the worst case of child molestation imaginable. I don't know if we've ever seen a case like it before where the victims were so vulnerable.

Simply put, this is the worst case of child molest imaginable.