No problem. What's the matter?" Just back off, girl, and stop trying to take the limelight. I'm the leading lady in this play, and you keep sucking up...all the sugar from everybody without giving any credit to me. That's low class, but I guess that's what you are."Daisy stood there dumbstruck, as Olivia inched closer, her hands on her hips, eyes sparkling with intensity as they bore into hers."My God, Olivia, I never knew you felt--" Oh cut the shit, Daisy. You're just trying to show me up! And. . and as she jumped in behind the wheel starting the engine, it suddenly occurred to her that perhaps their daughter's action was not an unconscious one, but an intentional one! Lord in heaven! Had she somehow overheard Gil and her talking... and knew the trouble her Daddy was in... even worse, that Darrel Jenkins was trying to barter for her... sexually? A sensation of utter mental anguish near-overwhelmed her at the horrifying thought. Why else would she have gone there... except to help her. . shall sell ... or shall offer to sell, or to lend, or to give away, or in any manner to exhibit, or shall otherwise publish or offer to publish in any manner, or shall have in his possession, for any such purpose or purposes, an obscene book, pamphlet, paper, writing, advertisement, circular, print, picture, drawing or other representation, figure, or image on or of paper or other material, or any cast instrument, or other article of an immoral nature, or any drug or medicine, or any article. I looked up at Dee. She was standing over me, her hand ready to deliver a second blow. I blinked up at her watching as her hand started down and hit me again. I just stared up at her, tears welling up in my eyes. Another slap stung my cheek. Dee winced when she hit me the fourth time. Then there was a fifth and a sixth. After the seventh I finally spoke up."You can stop now. Please?" I said just staring up at her.I was on my back on the living room floor. Dee was straddling my.