Only the living room had any carpet at all and it was badly frayed. All the other floors were covered in the same kind of worn-out linoleum as the bed...oom that had been used by the owners of the house. Ruthie put her arms around me and snuggled her head against my chest. ‘George, I have another really big favor I want to ask of you.’ I hugged her against me. ‘Ruthie, I have told you a million times, you are welcome to stay with me for as long as you want. I love having you there and I consider. " He raped me! What did you think I meant?!" she yelled. She thenturned and pointed. "That's him . . . over there. The guy in the redwindbreaker." Look ugh . . . Miss. I not sure what you want me to do about thissituation here. Don't take this the wrong way, but . . . aren't you ahooker? I mean . . . like what happened here lady . . . you fucksome guy and he stiffs you the cash? And now you want to call ita rape or something?"Her eyes narrowed with anger. "You fucking S.O.B.!! He. “Thanks.”“You really ought to think about doing some detailing for the wealthy guys. They pay top dollar for a good job like you did on this Cadillac. Not everybody knows how to do it like this.”I explained I was in college and didn’t have much extra time to spare and ... He interrupted, “I’m talking about making some really GOOD money. Think about it. You have to be careful you don’t burn the paint but really. It’s fun and feels really satisfying to do work on those high end cars.”“Wow!” And. The first time she touched herself it was to quell the itch. But soon the touching became an ache that could only be calmed with gentle manipulation. Soon the ache became a blissful journey that ended in ecstatic spasms.Her parents were tight mouthed about sex, of no value in helping her deal with her struggles. But they were so vocal about girls with loose morals that Carla masturbated in shame. She began thinking of herself as one of those “loose girls.” During this period, she dwelt on.