After 15mins or so I wondered where she had got to so I looked out of the upstairs window and saw her standing in the doorway talking to a young black...guy. He looked in his early twenties and was a tall athletic build - quite a good looking guy actually. I could tell by looking at her she looked quite flustered but seemed to be locked into conversation with him - her eyes never seemed to break from his. When she returned she seemed very happy and almost nervous, like a teenage girl with. With a few long seconds of waiting we both stare into each other’s eyes. He licked his lips as he looked like he was contemplating what to do now. I did not want there to be any question, so I raised my chin high and clenched my jaw, and closed my eyes.He slapped me on the left side of my face, but it was not as hard as I wanted, so I kept my eyes closed and just shook my head. With my chin still high he slapped me again. The sting was what I wanted but for some reason I felt I needed to see. A giver of life, a bringer of joy, a source of pride or an object of derision, it can be an evil predator, a doer of wrong, or an instrument of joy and loving union. A creature of moods,the Beast can be warm, tender and loving or it can be spiteful, rough and brutal, feeding its primeval hunger without care or compassion. Secret object of teenage wonder, of private experiment and adolescent discovery,the Beast is the doyen of delectable desire for wives and lovers or anonymous one night. If this seems a little farfetched, believe me, it astounded me too and I'd had Ruth checked with a Mensa test to find she had an IQ of 154 and qualified as a member. The only thing holding her back in the past had been the UK school system with its lowest common denominator method of teaching where her brilliance had been suppressed by being more or less in a class where the teachers couldn't give her the time and opportunities she needed.That had changed when I got her into a very good school.