Stupid bitch.OHHHHH NOOOOOOShe felt the cold metal, the sharp blade. It traced along her cheek and then down on her chestIt was obvious, it meant to...scare her. The sharp blade pressed against her skinJoan shuddered. She was to scared to even talk. She didn’t dare move, then she felt it cutting off her blouse.OHHHH No. Stop Please.She didn’t want to beg but couldn’t stop.The bras was cut off. The blade traced lines against her breast. It pushed hardagainst the skin but did not cut. Joan. I always had the fault of getting too attached to men and developed emotional feelings for them too quickly. My strength and determination and willpower lasted until Wednesday and I broke down and sent Justin a text. I asked him if he was coming over soon. He replied he was busy with family and friends and promised he would come over and fuck me soon, but he didn’t give me a day. I replied back and once again promised the boy if he came over that night I would do anything he wanted. Yes, I. “Because of Percival?”“Ahhh,” she said. “You think he needs a father.”“Well ... I guess,” said Jack.“He’s going to be raised as a giant,” said Dinah. “I don’t think it would work too well if, when he was ten, he was taller than his father.”“Oh,” said Jack.“I just want to have sex with you,” said Dinah. “There aren’t enough giants to go around up there,” she said. “And you’re the only man I know who can make me happy that way.” She stopped smiling. “I’m horny, Jack.”Jack frowned. Having sex with. Even the dolls house was moved for precaution.So, when the girls came back from school that day, they found the roomlooking much emptier. Initial panic concerning the whereabouts of a dollshouse and a number of dolls were put aside when they were shown to Anne'sroom.Anne arrived home later to see the various flat boxes leaning against thewall in the hallway."It might be best if we did this tomorrow or Sunday," she said."Oh, and we cleared up the room just so that we could put it together,"said.