I regretted that and I wasn’t about to interrupt her now.She pulled my hair away from my head and let it slip through her fingers. It wasn’t as li...ht as Kyle’s and nowhere near as blond as Jason’s had been, but it was still fine and silky. Kyle and Aubrey had taken time in the shower the night before to wash my hair and put conditioner in it as we stood beneath the spray of hot water. Both Jason and Miranda loved the shower and wanted to spend every moment they could there.Miranda seemed. David’s secret and baby would be safe now.In the following weeks, her friends noticed the “glow” in her cheeks. She was now free to let out some of the excitement and love she had been bottling up. Now she felt she could be proud to be a mother and lover. She had called David and told him. She noted a slight bit of jealousy in his voice. She reassured him that he was her one true love and the father of her baby. After all, he masterminded this plot to defer blame for the baby onto someone. Here and there, he would hold just long enough for me to feel like I was going to pass out. Feeling like he broke my will—and throat—Mad Dog then stood up and easily pulled my limp body off the ground. He said, “That’s enough laying on your back. It’s time to work.” His hands grabbed my ass with more force this time around.Mad Dog sat on the couch and instructed me to face away and back my ass towards him. He spread my cheeks apart and started to tease my hole with his fingers. He spat on his. Without my knowledge and against my will. Easy enough for them to do since I was unconscious.Because I had no fucking idea what had been zapped into my system, my imagination went into overdrive. If that’s the correct word for startling visions of paralysis, lepromatous symptoms, dementia. Baldness, halitosis, toe cheese.Vanessa and I struggled with telling the kids. Agreed to wait until we knew something for sure. I was worrying enough for our family. Vanessa didn’t say anything, but I knew.