"Carlita's turn:I try very hard to speak English. I am starting to think in English when I speak, but there is one time that I do not have English bec...use I cannot think. It is Dave. My Dave.Three weeks ago I lived afraid that men and boys would find out I was not, Carlos, but Carlita, and touch me and do things to me that I did not want done. I knew of young girls and women who started the trip with us who disappeared, and I think I know why.I met Dave. Since I met Dave, I have been in his bed. "Do you always use the girlie books you steal?" No ma'am. Sometimes I think about girls from school." Where had that admission come from? I knew I should just answer her questions as directly as I could, but my urge to confess was bubbling up again. I felt like telling her everything."What about grown women? Do you ever fantasize about any of them?" Yeah, sometimes. Ones I've seen on TV mostly." What about real women? Someone you actually know, for instance. Like me." No!" I protested. It just. The impatient businesspeople pushed their way on anyway, shoving people into every nook and cranny possible. Suddenly the redheaded girl was shoved right into me sandwiching me against the wall."Oh my god!" I gasped as I felt warm skin press against my bare sex. I looked down to see the girl's arm under my skirt. Her hand being pushed against my pussy by her oversized purse."I totally didn't mean to…" she said as she looked up at me shaking her head in horror."Just get it out of there please,". See, even your parents didn’t trust you, so they left all the money to me. Sure, I have to use it according to their stipulations, which includes paying for your college, but, if you remember, they made it clear that you would get your college money only if I felt that your behavior merited my paying for your college.? ?So you’ll only pay if I do what you say.? ?Exactly.? Anne hugged her knees and buried her face in them rocking back and forth, sobbing. She felt Luke’s.