"Granddad," she cried out and within moments Hank was there. He had in fact checked up on her a few minutes before and was forewarned, so he simply li...ted her up, carried her out into the bathroom, stripped her out of her wet underclothes and plunked her into the waiting strawberry-scented foam bath. He kissed her on the top of her head and said "Breakfast when you've finished your bath. I was thinking pancakes today."Cathy was confused. Not one hard word. No scolding. Nothing. And her favorite. I can remember being rewarded for learning. It was a long time ago, and didn't last much past the second grade, but I remember it, before it lost fashion. Then it became, "Jill, find something to do quietly while I work with the rest of the class."I'm sure if you praised a dog enough when he shit on the carpet, you could get him to shit on the carpet all the time. But nobody in their right mind would want to do that, right? All I can say is we have a lot more respect for our dogs or our carpets. I did not tell him, I just looked away.Yet, this time, Daddy did not attack my top, but my bottom. He slid my shapeless jogging pants, taking advantage of my surprise. When I felt the fabric slip along my legs, I began to struggle, like an hysterical girl, before I got a noisy and resounding slap.- You did not want to suck me last night, so much the worse for you! And now stop crying or I'll REALLY get upset!I swallowed my tears and my shame. He pulled his thing out of his pants, he was. "With an audible gulp she carefully placed the balls of each foot on a dot and eyed the cart nervously as I wheeled it to a stop next to us.With a thought a pair of leather handcuffs dropped down on chains from the ceiling and I methodically attached them to her wrists."Do you have any idea what you're getting into," I asked her one last time as I tightened chains and forced her arms to be stretched out and spread wide above her head."Marisa told me all..."Dismissively I cut her off. "In this.