I hated my father for putting me and my family in this position. I realized Mr. Thompson was right. He owned us, what could we do? My dad couldn’t g... to jail, my mom had never worked, and my little brother hadn’t graduated yet. If I didn’t do what he said our lives would be ruined.That night at dinner was very quiet and tense. I felt bad for my mother who kept trying to lighten the mood, discussing our family trip the following month. If only she knew that dad was a their, and because of that I. I take a quick look around, a couple older women off in the corner, a middle age guy in unflattering spandex shorts front & center. I set-up shop at a bike in the middle of the room and wait for the class to start. Just as the instructor is about to start, Laura walks in hurriedly. I wave her over and she takes the spot next to me. We are what I would call “gym buddies”, who know each other enough to say “hi” and to make some small talk but that was about it. I’ve always admired her physique.. You have a room here already, with anything you might need. I even had the walk-in closet set with clothes for you.”Alissa looked at me, confusion all over her face. Words weren’t sinking in anymore.“I j-just wanna go home… Please, P-please...” She cried softly, looking me straight in the eyes. “I-I can’t do it anymore. I feel sick. It hurts…”I caressed her cheeks, and she let me do it. No grimace, no disgust, no wailing, just begging sad eyes and tears making her eyelashes look even longer,. Kiera ended up getting caught behind a phalanx of barely-moving sophomores who had blocked the hallway. Sighing, she leaned against the wall and waited for them to disperse. The girl caught up to her. “Hey,” she said in a sweet voice, “you really got sexy lately, haven't ya?” Kiera blushed, mumbling back something to the effect of modest agreement. The girl stepped closer to Kiera, placing her hands on Kiera's hips, lightly pulling her into a subtle embrace. “My name's Eva,” she said,.