Earlier that day we had built a house of cardboard boxes in the living room while the family watched Tv and had lunch. He asked me if I wanted to play...house again while he laid his comforter over the top of the boxes, to make a roof. I crawled into the house ahead of him and was surprised when my feet were pulled out from under me. I tried to pull myself up right in the dark when Caleb pulled my shorts to my knees...now I’m confused. Having lived with strangers since I was very small I was used. Nothing."Where are we going Sugar?" she asked trying to stay composed. "You don't need to know. Now shut up and stop calling me Sugar!" he yelled at her.She could see they were heading onto the highway, he could be taking me anywhere she thought to herself as see looked on helplessly. "What's your name? I'm Pat." her voice quivered."John. And your name is whatever I call you, whore." "Okay John, whatever you want. Please tell me, where are we going?" she pleaded."You will find out when we get. I'll decide on the best way to proceed but I'm sure you know that this demands total discretion. Don't tell anyone including your pregnant patients."The priest was worried. How would they avoid the inevitable scandal if this got out? Or even criminal charges since the schoolgirls were not legal prey? But the thought that he probably was fathering at least two children sent a thrill through his avowedly celibate loins. And the sisters, Jan and Sally were not just ordinary schoolgirls. They were. Then we had lunch, and at evening her children came from school one boy 8yrs and a girl 6yrs. we had snacks and the children played i was reading. she is working the whole day cleaning home, prayer, prepared food, now washing cloths. i cant able to concentrate on studying was thinking about her cleavage. Then at 7pm she sat to teach children. IN that bed room there is a breau, a bed and dressing table. she sat on the floor leaning on the wall and on her left arun (8yr) she was teaching him..