I have no idea how Ash managed to sneak away, and I didnt ask. I just stood there, doing the dishes, while Ashs hand firmly grasped my rear end. Neith...r of us said a wordI suppose a part of me was just hoping if I didnt acknowledge it, he would stop. But he didnt. In fact, when it was obvious that I wasnt going to offer up even a token resistance, he took it a step further. His hand started caressing me, and he stood directly behind me. I could feel his hot breath on my neckhe was tall, taller. I don’t want those kids to get hurt.”“What do you propose we do then Darren? We can’t just take the kids. Neither of them would agree to it even if the situation is like you said. Am I supposed to care for them at my age? Do we give them to Cindy? I just see problem after problem with this.”“I agree it sucks. I also talked to Jasmine and I think I could take them. I could move into a bigger apartment. Jasmine and I have always got along really well. Amelia has always been really stand-offish. .." Corey sneered threateningly. He glared at her, knowing that he didn't have any idea if it would wear off or not, but he was beginning to suspect that it wouldn't. "I can make your life a living hell." he finished up. Once again, Meredith paled then took a step backwards, looking very intimidated. "But....how...?" Corey smiled evilly, knowing all too well how he could not only make her live a living hell, but enjoy himself doing it. After all, she'd inadvertently done it to him countless. It'll be just like it was one month ago. Will it? I thought. I quickly got up off my bed, but tripped over my blanket and landed on the floor; my elbows broke the fall. I stood up and glanced at myself in the mirror. My short black hair was messy, my eyes had bags under them, and my chest has a nice scrape across it. Looking good, Jim. I grabbed a pair of sweatpants that hung over the backrest of my computer chair and put it on roughly, almost tripping again. The edge of the computer desk.