The anger gave me some strength back, and I used it to drag myself in slow, stomping steps up the stairs to my bedroom. How dare he make me feel like ...his? Why did I have to be the sensible, strong, rational one? And what fucking game was he playing, dragging me…okay, asking me, into his damned office? I rubbed at my forehead again. It had all gotten a bit fuzzy then. What had he said? Did it even matter? Something about having to talk. And I’d said…there was nothing to say. I toppled onto. The more often she found herself just doing what she was told the less of a human being she felt like. But it was daunting choosing whether or not to run away. While her mom wasn't the best mom she had always been there for Holly when she needed her. But she seemed in denial when it came to Roger. How could her mom not see what he was doing to her and her daughter.Holly thought about going to the police herself but she wasn't sure her mom would admit the truth and if she sided with him she. “Stand up, Shirley.”She did, getting all giggly.“Don’t respond, just let me give you a kiss, alright?”I put a hand on each shoulder, and I gave her a nice kiss. She took a nice breath as I told her to sit after we finished it.My sister took her place, saying, “My make-believe boyfriend’s name is Stripe, that’s your name all mixed up.”I put my hands on her shoulders, giving her as close to a matching kiss as I could.She sat down.“For the first round, I would call it even,” I said.They both. "Yes! Yes! Oh... Laura! Unhhhhh!"For Laura it was a feast. Ada was a voluptuous, full-bodied woman, very much like Karen, Laura's first lover, and her wet, deliciously dark and shiny body aroused Laura's lust to a burning core of need. The fact that Ada was her boss completely disappeared in the storm of her desire, and she luxuriated in the feel of Ada's slippery skin under her fingers, of Ada's throbbing nipples in her mouth, of the rich contrast between her pale skin and Ada's deep chocolate.