What’s wrong? Talk to us baby, it’s okay, I promise,’ Jacob whispered in my ear. I was still afraid, but slowly calmed down from the gentle voic...s of Jacob and Derek. Before I know it, I start telling them my reason for freaking out. ‘I’m sorry… I just…it’s well, it’s me. I can’t,’ I start stammering, but before I can continue, Derek interrupts me. ‘Is this because of the scars?’ he asks. I start to shake. They saw the scars, my scars. The scars I hate so much. Oh my god, I can’t breathe. . "Oh yes, Mother. Iwould love to be you daughter," replied Melissa as she rushedinto Mrs Tuckers outstretched arms.Eight weeks later, Melissa Tucker and her mother are slowlystrolling from counter to counter in the women's section ofBloomingdales. Melissa is dressed in a knee length floral printdress and is a youthful contrast to her mother who is dressedmore conservatively in a dark suit. This is Melissa's first tripoutside since returning home from the hospital where she left hermale past. There was a knock at the door and Sandy instinctively called for the person to enter.Terry arrived with two cups of tea and averted his eyes when he saw the topless teenagers in bed together."How do you say, cheers?" Sandy asked and Grace smiled."Yeah, cheers," Grace answered and took her cup of steaming tea."Sorry, girls. I expected you to be decent," Terry told her as Sandy took her drink and smiled. "There is some eggs, sausages and bacon in the fridge. I was going to cook a full English. Is. Reflexes took over as another force guided him into the Rite. He tore the garments of autumn colors from her body and reveled in the glory of the goddess standing naked before him. He moved, as a force of nature, unstoppable into her arms and pulled her close to him. Kissing fiercely and suckling on her neck. He fed on her as an addict would that which compelled him. The whole time Gaea mumbled the spells to which she knew not the words. Complacent in the feelings, yet her own passion.