He was holding her hand, softly touching her cheek, and telling her things that every woman would want to hear and he was lying the entire time. He kn...w in that very moment that the next time that she brought up an issue about their relationship, he would blow it out of proportion and give her no choice but to break up. He thought about cheating on her and letting her find out but that was Plan B. Technically, he had cheated on her before but it but he justified in his mind that it didn't. I had spent the last two weeks in front of cameras and recordingequipment getting ready for the album and the new music video. I knewthat I was going to be in front of the camera again on Tuesday for themakeup endorsement. And sometime in the near future I would also be doinga photo shoot for the perfume I'd be endorsing if the meeting we had onMonday went well. That was a lot of time in front of the camera, and Iwas starting to wish that I could pull back from Sarah's life for awhile. I needed. " No, just tell me. I'll understand what it is."What I really wanted to do was to learn how to use the sewing machine,but how could I tell her that? Merrilee and I had wanted to make somenew clothes for the dolls that we'd bought recently. I was beginning tounderstand that boys shouldn't be playing with dolls, but I was so eagerto create some new doll clothes.She prodded and prodded and finally I said: "Mom, can you teach me howto use the sewing machine?"My mother, who is a short, chubby. "Dun go," Gabe whispers into my ear. He breathes heavily. I'm afraid he'll pass out. It only occurs to me seconds later that he wants me to stay. Well... of course he does. He's freaking drunk. "Bubby, let's get you to bed," I say softly, trying to move. But he only presses me against the wall harder. I can feel his hand move around to the front of my shorts. He forces his hand down into my panties. I gasp, having missed his touch. Been a rough twenty-four hours, to be honest. "Oh!" You like.