You only see your part in the grand picture. You don't notice or care what others are doing around you." That's not true," Victoria said getting upset...Denise laughed at Victoria's reaction and said, "It is very true. I know it is true because I was just like you." I hate the sex," Victoria said."So does Dale," Denise countered."Why?"Denise said, "You've never tried to make it good. All this time, you've been doing it just to get it done. You've never taken control of the act. You've never tried. He threatened that her parents would be excommunicated and everyone in her family would descend into Hell. Despite his threats she could endure no more. She would not go to church and Father Bernard, no, never again.Madeline sat on the bed, reaching out to her thirteen year old daughter, horrified that Marilee must have endured years of abuse at the hands of their most trusted family institution. Madeline's face, streaked with tears, was frozen in a white mask, her mind paralyzed with conflict:. I felt the tip of my cock head bear against her hymen, and I felt it start to stretch as I pushed. I began to feel resistance as I pushed, and I was glad that it was someone who loved her who was about to cause pain to my daughter. It seemed to me that her hymen was much more resistant than Martha’s had been, and I wondered how much pressure was I going to have to apply. I feared that the more pressure that I used, the more pain that I would cause when the hymen finally broke.Well, there was. The final tour of an outfit called the Crystal Passion Band wasn’t what I’d call a huge success even though it attracted larger audiences than we’d ever had when Crystal was alive. The quartet we now were was not the ten-piece band that performed on The Last Word. There was no equivalent to Judy’s electric guitar or the backing vocals from Thelma and the Harlot. There was none of Olivia’s crazy percussion or Andrea’s ethereal fiddle or Philippa’s soaring saxophone. Tomiko did her best to help.