"Don't. Don't put that—" "Bulls hate the thermometer," smiled the chef. She pressed the cold metal to Michaels bottom, gently swirling it agains... him. "Look," the man began, yearning to retreat. "I-I'll do anything. Please! Don't!" "The trick is to slowly apply pressure," the chef told Audrey, who was watching intently. "No! S-stop!" he begged, as he felt the chef pushing with more force. Utterly helpless to protect himself, the man had never felt so violated. "And when you. Nina liked the feeling of being worshipped even if the affection was from a younger cousin. At least he didn't present a threat. He could always be dismissed or ignored. But that was before they had to move in with her Aunt Yolanda. Freddy was growing up. That became so obvious the night before. It was so foolish to have gotten in bed with her cousin but Nina was desperate for a decent night's sleep.Now Nina was going to climb into bed with her cousin again. Her intuition told her to turn. " Huh?"She waved a brown hand. "Never mind. Before your time."I sighed, looking at my hands. "She's not a cheerleader anymore, and that's part of it... ," I hesitated."That's the first I heard that," Andrews put in. She made a note on the pad."S'true. I heard it at lunch. From a reliable source."But anyway, in gym we were playing volleyball, and under the usual elbow and knee pads 'n' stuff, Ashley was wearing a long sleeved tee, which is kinda unusual." Mmm hmmmm." Then I was one of the last. It's been forever. I gave up ever hearing from you or about you." I'm sorry, Don. But I have no where else to go with this," Jessie said, wiping her tears up with a tissue from her purse.Donovan started to say something. She put her finger on his lips."Let me say this. I've been rehearsing it in my mind since I got here. I'm not sure I can get through it all, but let me try. Then you can ask questions. Okay?" She kept her finger on his lips, so he just nodded.He watched as she took a deep.