that girl, kirsten howard, was 14 that fall and growing up fast. out late on a saturday night drinking with friends. >> my friends were talking to somebody else up the street, and i was talking to somebody in a car, which i don't really remember. and they turned around, and i wasn't there. >> just like that? >> just like that. >> you were gone? >> yep. >> what is the next thing you remember? >> i had a chain around my ankle, and i didn't know where i was. >> kirsten says she was lying naked on a cement floor in a tiny, windowless enclosure. she says there was barely enough room for her to sit, much less stand. though she doesn't remember how she got there, kirsten says she'll never forget the next person she saw. an old man who came crawling into the shed with crackers and kool-aid. did he explain to you why you were there? >> he just said that i was there because i had to have sex with him every day and that the bosses, he referred to them as, were keeping me there. >> how many times did he rape you? >> every single day. >> rape, she says, every d