"Chrissie, that was very poor but I cannot wait any longer. This standardwill most certainly improve over the weekend. I will help you by pointingout ...our mistakes and you had better pay attention. I will also help youby punishing poor work. This punishment is for your good - do youunderstand?"I nodded, "Yes miss."Eve smiled. "Good girl. That's exactly the attitude I want. We willpunish after I have eaten my supper. Please pass me my magazine from thesitting room and then wait in the corner for. ” I tried to will the drink to get to me before I had to turn around and face him. This time he said, “Hey...?” with a hint of pleading. I turned around, eyes downcast. He took his finger, placed it on my chin and lifted it up so I couldn’t help but look into his intense blue eyes. He sweetly said, “Don’t be shy. Todd was being an ass.” He motioned to the bartender to get another of whatever I ordered and asked me to join him on a bench nearby.My heart was beating a mile a minute. I downed half. Mom ... Mrs. Phillips ... always had children in story hour and I had to work every Saturday.Mr. Phillips expended his braincells contending with recalcitrant math students ... boring ... boring ... boring. He loved it."Junie Moonie, I'ze bored." Jimmy Moonie, I'ze bored, too." What sort of trouble can we get away with?"I looked at her ... she looked at me..."Road trip!"I called Mom. "We're going away ... be gone at least a month ... probably longer." Driving? or flying?" Both I think. I'll. ” She laughed uproariously at her own dull joke but her eyes fixed Jenny with a frightening leer.Ellen, holding Jenny tightly so she couldn’t move, giggled, “OK little girlie, time to see what you’ve got under that dress. We got some explorin’ to do. But we’re going to do this slowly…with feeling. A little bit at a time. Not like Tony, he has no patience. I’m going to take my time savoring every little piece of you. Every little taste.”She added, “Stop squirming bitch!”Jenny’s scream of terror.