I tried leaving him alone, and he still kept hurting me. I think he just likes to do that to me. So, have you heard from Walter lately?" I just got on... little letter, and he phoned me when he got back to school okay. Walter isn't much on long distance communicating. I write to him every day though, so we keep in touch that way." Well, like I said, I'm glad that you two got back together, but I must admit that it surprised me that you did." Why do you say that?" Walter always used to say that. Why don't you go down to the family room and I'll get Tom and Jack."The girls went downstairs and sat in the family room with Don, Marc and Anne. When Marge came in with Jack and Tom, she told them to sit down also.Don stood up and faced the group of teens. They all watched him as he gathered his thoughts and shifted his weight from one foot to the other."Marc and I are proud of you two boys for standing up for your sisters," Don began. "We aren't mad because you beat the crap out of those. Frantically I lunged forward and then turned around to look back but it was too late for Haga was smiling at me, triumphantly holding up an empty syringe. "You bastard!" I screamed at him, my words already becoming slurred.Turning again, I started to run only to find myself weaving from side to side like a drunk. From behind came the sound of mocking laughter as I staggered about trying to keep my balance. Already my vision was blurring and I'd only managed to take about ten steps before I. I had black underwear on top of my white shirt and pants. "Walk" he ordered.I stood there, confused. "WALK!" he yelled. Ramona and Cathy jumped and I shivered at his sudden anger. I started walking around the washing machines and dryers. "Swing your ass you bitch." I walked more suggestively. I was getting turned on. He made me go and get him a bottle of beer from gas station next door. I did.By the time he was done humiliating me, it was 10. I drove home still wearing my undies on my clothes.