" Oh," Jennifer said with some understanding now. "Did he do something to you?" Suddenly Jennifer was worried that she might have been abused. She cou...d feel anger begin to well up in her chest."No... no... I did it to him," Rhonda said and broke into sobs again.Now Jennifer moved closer to Rhonda and her squeezed her hand. She almost sighed with relief. Suddenly her heart was breaking for the sobbing young woman. "You can tell me about it if you want. You know that I won't judge you."Rhonda. Her daughter, Sarah, is seventeen and in higher education. She is very sexually active, she seems to take after her mother and likes to experiment. She tries hard not to get a reputation and little is known about her activities in her school or local area. Matthew is fifteen and in school, a year away from taking his exams, not a lot is known about his sexual adventures, he likes to keep it quiet.Sarah sat at the bar waiting for her friends, she had arranged to meet them at eight but they had. They looked disapprovingly at the unkempt garden, the grimy windows, the peeling paint. Finally, the older one shook her head."Poor Janie," she said."You mean that's where she lives?" her friend asked."Yes, the poor thing. I just don't know how she puts up with that husband of hers." No. I just saw him down at the garage the other day. I mean - you can tell he's violent. He must make life a living hell for her." Yeah. If only she had the courage to leave him." You're right. And why doesn't she?. Hanson. We had a pretty good relationship and he liked me and helped me and was basically my personal trainer to become a better athlete. Mr. Hanson would often times join us while we worked out to give us tips. Since the first year at school, I had had a crush on him. His hairy strong legs and beautiful hairy barrel chest were eye popping. Absolutley perfect. During a last period gym class, near the end of the year, we were working out in the weight room.I would always be staring at him during.