” “Gosh, Mommy, I’m so sorry,” said Jill, stroking her mother’s arm. “Yes, well, here’s the thing: Your father has been feeling very ho...ny. He needs to have sex. He’s been very patient with me, but I don’t want him to suffer. I wondered: Would you be willing to have Daddy fuck you?” Jill’s eyes widened in surprise. Mommy saw her look and added, “I’m sorry if you find that shocking, dear. You can of course say no.” Jill gave a little laugh. “Oh, no, Mommy! You don’t understand: I’ve been. And…and I think I knew something like this had to happen sooner or later. What you…you and I…well, we probably shouldn’t have been doing it in the first place, and…’ Luke grabbed Lorrie’s hand and squeezed it. ‘I love you, Lorrie, I really do,’ he said. ‘It’s…it’s just that I…I’m not in love with you…’ She squeezed his hand back. ‘I know, Luke,’ she said. ‘I’m just glad you’re all right. This woman, Lise, who you were with last night. Is it Lise Bachman, the girl you talked about wanting to go. “Please!”, she begged, batting those big eyelashes.“Not a chance in Hell”, I told her and slammed the door in her face.She sat on the porch crying for a few minutes before knocking again.I sat inside listening to her sobbing and recounting how much trouble she had been to me. I was always bailing her out ofa tough situation, which her mother would later accuse me of causing by being a poor stepfather.I opened the door again.“What?!”, I demanded. “Are you stupid or something? I said. "He tied you up before he beat you didn't he?"Diane didn't know whether she should laugh, cry, or scream. If it weren't for the deep looks of concern on her friends' faces it would have probably been the laugh. She was as surprised as the two of them when she blushed. God how was she going to explain this?Tami felt her heart sink as Diane's face got redder and redder. She couldn't imagine how embarrassing it must be. She had taken a class in college and seemed to recall that victims of abuse.