He writhes in my arms, desperate to get away so he won't hurt me.

Please stop. Please, just stop!

He tries to push away, biting at the towel in his mouth so he can protest.

I don't wanna hurt him, I don't wanna hurt him! Get him away!

"Shhhhh, you'll be okay. Everything will be okay."

I bite through the towel and scream, "I don't wanna hurt you Lance! P-please!"