Her little brother being... serviced ... by women?! She wanted to be outraged, but the image of a man - it wasn’t Will ... it was just a faceless ma... - all bandaged up and helpless, stuck in a strange place and in pain, was firmly in her head. And the woman bent over that man, using her hand to please him, wasn’t some sexual slave. She was simply making him feel a little better, in very difficult circumstances. She couldn’t see it any differently in her mind. Had someone told her a story like. I looked at the grandfather clock and saw that I was ten minutes late. She just smiled and held out her hand for her keys. I gave them to her and started to walk away. She put the keys on the table in front of her and snapped her fingers, then held her hand out again, making a "gimme" motion with her fingers. I couldn't figure it out, then it dawned on me and I got the twenty I took for ice cream and gave it to her."I haven't been out in the sun for quite a while. Are you sure you'll be able to. She told me that this dress is exposing her boobs and he will see it. I told her that he can only see it but he won’t be able to do it. I told her that you will feel good once you try it. She said it is difficult for me. She asked me what if he tries to do something. I told her that I will be in the bathroom. If anything wrong goes, I will come out and handle. She was in doubt as well as in excitement of trying something she has never tried before.She then called the room service and when the. If only she’d been honest, she told herself, she wouldn’t be in her current predicament.Life really hadn’t worked out the way she thought it would, back when she’d been head cheerleader and most popular girl at Darbyville High. Back then, she’d believed that studying hard and getting good grades was for those without active social lives. In her mind, it was enough just to get a passing grade.And while she was willing to give college a try, if only for the partying possibilities, her track.