So, instead of telling him I wasn't calling to cancel, and trying to reassure him, I asked him questions. Sometimes, when someone won't listen, you ca... get to the same point by asking questions. I asked him if there was a reason that I should cancel. He didn't know of any, so I quizzed him." Quizzed him?" JJ asked, confused.Often, when someone is ready for battle, and it doesn't materialize, they lose their footing when they swing. The same thing applies to mental battles. JJ had come out. What’s your defense going to be when social services shows up? That you’re a fucking whore who can’t control herself?”Bridgette tried to understand her nephew’s words through the agony in her shoulder. Her children weren’t minors. The state couldn’t take them away from her, could they? Could the state make them live with their dad? Would he want them, too? Just to hurt her? Another shock of pain went through her again as Dustin twisted her arm more brutally.“Why are you doing this?” she cried.. I want you to take it like a good girl and make no fuss. Is that clear, Nicole?” Jasmine raised her right hand in the air and smiled as Nicole Rannigan looked back over her right shoulder at her.“Yes, Miss Storey. I’ll try. I promise.” The girl returned her attention to the carpet in front of her and awaited that first, painful slap.She did not have long to wait until Jasmine’s heavy hand connected with her flabby bottom with a loud and satisfying “smack!” The sound echoed around Ms. Storey’s. " “Paper? What fucking paper? Look, this is…four thousand, ten days, and it’s a deal but I want guarantees and ground rules. The first of which is that I am not a whore. I’m an exotic dancer.” “I think we’ve established what you are. Now we’re simply negotiating price.” There was that superior tone she’d used in the private room. It rankled Bree no end and set her teeth on edge. She wanted nothing more than to bitch-slap that silly smirk off her face but the lure of all that money was too much..