" "No," Michelle agreed, thinking it over. "I wouldn't have said that either, really. Still, you can hardly complain." "I sure can. There's probably s...mething wrong with him. All those good looks, he's probably impotent." Michelle blushed again. She didn't think so. One Friday later, Michelle found herself at Janet's again, only this time things were better. Rata was there as well, and the three of them were baking. Janet's laugh was clear and bold through the cigarette smoke, and the warm. ‘Now that you mention it, not so much afraid, but I sensed there was someone or something there. Yeah, it was a little eerie and that unsettling feeling put me on edge enough to get up and look out the window.’ ‘Sensing that there was someone there, you sensed it correct and your senses, much like animal instincts, were right.’ ‘Okay, but you haven’t told me something I don’t already know and you’re still not scaring me,’ said Roger with a big cheesy grin. ‘Have you ever considered that what. There was a black and ugly bruise on the top of her left breast. Another one was on the right side, at about the fifth rib. A big angry blotch of black was about six inches inside her left hip, and a bit downward.Honey was standing spread-legged. There were a number of small dark bruises on the inside pf both thighs. And way up, high in the crotch.Honey wailed, "What am I going to do?" On you, they look good, Honey." But — for my opening. I can't dance topless with all these bruises over my. .. . .Let me have you. . . .Please mother. Completely shocked over my act she almost screamed but managed to control. She aggressively questioned me in utter rage. . . Chethu. . .. What nonsense are you doing? Are you in your senses? . .. Etc… Etc., but I continued to beg her for love.Regaining her composure, she now in complete authoritative voice strongly snubbed me and asked me to get out of her room. By seeing the conviction in her voice, I get back and started to retire in utter shame. I.