"We need to talk," was all she said as he walked into the room. 

"Cat... Catharine I am so sorry I should have controlled myself better. I ...on't know what came over me..." her father said.

"Sorry? Why are you sorry? I'm certainly not sorry dad,"

"But, what I did to you, it was wrong." Greg said falteringly under his daughter’s angry glare.

"What you did to me? You selfish arrogant prick! I don't remember you forcing me to my knees, or you forcing me to suck you off. I wanted it as much as. Since Tom left her, she’d gotten quite good at loving herself. Actually, now that she thought about it, what she did to herself made her feel better than Tom ever had. She’d never, ever been loved the way Ron had been loving Linda, though. Just the memory of what she’d seen pushed her excitement up another notch. Ron, still awake, continued contemplating the possibility of making it with Lynette. He imagined what her slim, girlish body – in contrast to his wife’s lush, full form – would look. .... She was getting the same look on her face as before she raped him earlier, and she obviously had plans to do so again. Suddenly, Cody found that he couldn't move again. He was froze, just like he'd been before Jessica had stolen his body. Cody gasped in horror, realizing that Jessica had made it so that he couldn't fight back anymore. Couldn't resist at all while she raped him again. He grimaced and clenched up, waiting for the inevitable. It wasn't until a moment later that he noticed. I saunter over to you slowly, smiling at your smile. I stop inches away from you, and run the bloom of the rose across your cheek. As I’m doing so, I whisper in your ear. ‘I’ve been waiting for you.’ You laugh softly and flash your deep blue eyes, half in admiration, half in anticipation. I smile at you and try my best to convey my intentions through my eyes. Yours get wider, almost quizzically. I put the rose in my teeth and begin to undress you. I button down your shirt and slip it off your.