There wasn't any teacher or doctor I trusted enough to ask about such a deeplypersonal matter. The few girls with whom I had some sort of friendship a... schoolhad gone away for the summer holidays. I felt I was completely on my own. ThenI thought of Charlotte. [Charlotte] I had become friends with Charlotte during the relatively short time whenshe was my classmate. Charlotte was a full year older than the rest of us.She should really be one class ahead but she had been in hospital for a. He had barely closed the door when he pulled her close to him. He kissed her hungrily on her full red lips, holding her tense young body against his until she relaxed. He led her to a large easy chair, and pulled her onto his lap as he sat down. He kissed her again, longer and with more control, chewing each moist lip in turn. He boldly thrust his tongue into her mouth, running it over her teeth and gums, before drawing her tongue into his. He slowly let his white gloved hands wander down her. It had only stopped when another neighbour came into the room. She had been drunk and her defences were down was her explanation.She had been powerless to stop him. In truth he was so good and she so drunk that she didn’t want too. She had nearly come in her pants. No not nearly she had.He had apologised for his behaviour the next day as so had she. He explained that he had been a bit drunk and since his last wife left him a bit bereft of female company. Margaret was right. He was a randy old. Now she lived for the rattle of keys in a lock and the click of a switch bringing light. Even if that same light also brought the devil and pain.She heard the faint rattle now and closed her eyes tight. The light was wonderful, the light was warmth and relief from the voices that came from the dark. But it hurt her eyes.He came into the room, carrying a bundle under his arm. He hit the switch for the lights and the button on the stereo that turned off the cassette player. The tape that he let.