He wouldn’t allow her that freedom. Even though she could not admit it to herself, Booker had totally dominated her in a way that forced her to acc...pt victimhood in all of its multi-hued shades at his hands. She fiercely hated him for what he’d done to her, but she never dared showed him the disrespect she felt. She only hoped that with Jimmy’s help she could soon escape his terrible, demeaning grasp and do her best to live a normal life somewhere else with the man she loved. She was. He didn't have Dan's figure, but he had wonderful taste and a lot more experience in dressing. In contrast, Clarissa was rather more glamorous than I'd ever seen her. She wore a long gown with a plunging neckline, which seemed quite staid and formal until it caught the light just so, and became almost totally transparent, revealing the skimpiest underwear. She carried it off easily though, through her sheer force of personality - vivacious and overwhelming. She'd swept us in off the front step,. It was all so sudden and with someone who I saw as a child. I needed to step back for a moment.“I know lots of things.”, he said while a mysteriously all knowing Mona Lisa style smile fled across his face. “For example, I know your Mom is gone for the weekend...”, he trailed off, his light blue eyes boring into mine. “I’ve also become pretty good friends with Scott...”. He suddenly pulled away and said, “Let me give you a hand unloading your car.”, reaching for the door handle that was only a. He thought she looked awesome."Stephanie, tell me, is that what you're just coming from school in?" Philip said as he stood and walked over to make her welcome to his office."Yes, it sure is. This is what I've had on all day," she said as she pirouetted in front of Philip to give him the full effect of her chosen outfit."Aren't you afraid you're going to get into trouble dressing like that to be at school all day?" Philip asked Stephanie as he pulled her into his arms and brought her close up.