He threw the table above me. Grab my hair and began slapping me. He slapped me hard. Each slap burned my skin and there were a lot of them. When he fi...ally gave me a break, I was disoriented and feeling dizzy."You stupid, useless piece of shit! You are only good at one thing and you can't even do that properly. What should I do to you?"I was trying to hold myself not to cry. I knew all this was a game, but this was different. With the earlier humiliation and this, something had changed. I could. It was both heartwarming and painful, as it reminded me of what Violet had set up after I was bitten by Brant. I tried not to dwell on the bad memories; instead, seeing this as an affirmation that they were not as angry as I thought. I was also thankful that both girls had decided to remain somewhat clothed. I laid back down and tried to let myself fall back asleep, but a part of me worried that I would end up in yet another memory of that bastard.It took me a bit of time, but I once again fell. "Thank God for Big Sisters!" I said to myself. A few minutes later I headed to my room to also get changed. The door to the bathroom was ajar and Janey was inside humming to herself inside the shower cubicle. I only took the briefest of looks and headed to my room with a grin that threatened to split my face and an erection that threatened to split my trousers. ------ For the first time in my life I was struggling to decide what to wear. Maybe this was turning into a girly evening already.. Is the richest." The *Second *richest boy, then, in this area! Mr. Perfect?!" There Chatsworth cannot compete. Milton has the looks, the charm, thestyle, the bearing-" You *don't *have to go into the _whole _list with such excruciating exactdetail! In other words, Milton is *everything *I am not!" True. True. One of his dates has become ill, and a spot has been opened upfor me. So, you see, My Poor Errand Knight of Romance, I just *have *to grabthis opportunity." Yes, Thalia. I understand. I am.