It should not be for your sister, either.’ In fury, he lifted his hand and slapped her across the face. Her head snapped back with the force of his ...low and her mouth hung open in astonishment. He didn’t hesitate nor allow himself to feel remorse. Instead, he grabbed her and threw her face first across the low wooden table. He lifted her long, straight skirt to her waist and caressed his hand over her pale buttocks. ‘It’s not your concern. Your only concern should be that you are grateful I. What was the problem with looking good for him?"Mrs Stevenson..." Jeanne, Sasha ... please?"She nodded, slowly. "Jeanne ... the reason I was where I was," she swallowed and blinked hard, "I ran away from my foster parents as soon as I was sixteen. My social worker didn't, or wouldn't, believe they were ... having sex with me. I hated it, but I ... was turned on ... and I hated that. I dressed down, pretended I didn't have a body. Pretended I didn't like sex. I don't ... I feel dirty, but. I also noticed two large bookcases filled mostly with spiritual texts, many were new to me as well as many books I considered old friends. In addition to a vast collection of spiritual works were two shelves of college textbooks and similar heavy reading, mostly in math, computers and science. There was even John von Neumann’s ‘Mathematical Foundations of Quantum Mechanics.’ Talk about heavy reading. Additionally there were several years of both ‘Science’ and ‘Nature’. These books and magazines. With my arms up like that, the sheets started slipping down my chest and I hurriedly let go of Dan so I could grab them and hold them up to my chin.“Good night, Dan. I love you!”“I love you too, princess! Good night!”Dan went over to Tara and whispered something to her. They hugged and kissed, and then Dan left the room, pulling the door closed behind him. Tara came over to the bed, smiling shyly at me, and then perched herself on the bed.“So?”“I think Dan thought that we were fooling around.