" Then she went to hug Alice.She was shocked enough, Kimberly must have seen. "Alice you look nothinglike the man that hurt me. There is none of him l...ft. Just a shatteredlittle girl crying out. I will help you."They went to the police station together. They both gave theirstatements. The detectives were horrified at what they were told. It wasnothing new to them. It wasn't like they haven't heard statements fromsexual abuse victims before that were abused as children. Even if it wasinvited by. The place we were staying in was great—a private dock with a great catamaran and a couple of jet skis, and a beach house that probably cost more than Beth's parents' house.We'd unpacked in record time—after all, how much stuff do you need for a trip like this—changed into our suits and hit the beach—fine white sand, bright fish darting away as we splashed into the clear blue water and ... silence. I never realized how much noise surrounded me every day. Even at the farm we could still hear the. No big sucess, and after 1-2 hours we got back to the bikes and startedto go backhome,.It was lunch tome andwe stopped by a small lake, and sat down on some nice rocks there. After the lunch mom said we should take a swim, and my sister yelled yes at once. As we had no swimwear or towels I tried to argue for that, when mom said we can go naked.Before I had a chance my sister dropped her dress and thrown down her panties, and stood there completly naked. I haven't seen her naked either for some. Oh yes… ‘Have you been sitting here all night?!’ She was amazed. He was… so committed? ‘Yes.’ He smiled gently, eyes dancing. She wanted to kiss him, and then did, honestly and simply. It was glorious. There was definite sexual tension but also just deep emotional satisfaction in the simple act. The thought that, if he reached for her then and there, she’d respond unreservedly and give herself, everything, to him, flitted through her mind, stunning her with its power. She jerked back from the.