Spinning her around, he said in a cold voice, "We don't have to get tough if you'll tell me everything about Love, Inc. Especially where it is located..."She laughed. And he hit her--hard--across the mouth. She tasted blood oozing into her mouth, across her tongue, down her chin. Touching the injured lip, she looked up at her boyfriend. She saw a wildness in his eyes that had never been there before. He looked like he was capable of killing her if she didn't tell him what he wanted."Talk, damn. I saw Tammy in school on Monday and she pulled me over to the lockersfor a bit of privacy. She told me her period was over and that she waswearing a pair of the sexiest panties and that she'd just bet that I'dlove to see them and the coordinating bra. She told me her mother hadpurchased them for her at Victoria's Secret with she thought was just'totally awesome' "cause they have some of the most comfortable undiesin like the entire universe."I told Tammy that I'd be more than happy to observe. I haven’t heard a s*******n year-old girl moan like this since I was in high school. I almost forgot how sexy the sound was.I picked her up off of my lap and stood myself up. My desk was cluttered, so I took my arm and swept everything onto the carpeted floor. I grabbed her by the back of the neck, pulled her close, and kissed her, our tongues massaging each other’s. I took my hands, grabbed her underneath her tight ass cheeks, and lifted her onto my desk, still kissing her passionately. I held. Her experience, recounted with neither regret nor embarrassment fully shocked me, but at the same time opened my eyes to the possibility that such an eventuality, whilst hardly a domestic ritual may perhaps occur with a greater frequency than we are led to believe. This is Sophies story. ** Like millions of young girls worldwide, the last thing Sophie felt like doing was getting out of bed let alone going to school. Bed was safety, comfort, warmth the surrogate womb if you will. It was a.