I think I almost had her then. We started talking about how her and Jesse had met, and how she liked him. But things went all wrong when I "accidental...y" let slip some rather embarrassing information about Jesse's past. She giggled at some, and seemed interested in me. Or at least in what I was saying. I told her that he'd only had like three girlfriends before her, serious girlfriends anyway, and how he said he'd had sex with two of them but that I thought he might be lying, and that it was. He almost yelled out, but her earlier demand for silence resulted in a muffled scream. Dropping the whip in his lap, her gaze moved back to the bed.Once again, she strolled over to her stepdaughter. She kissed Jennifer passionately, her tongue darting inside the young girl's mouth. Summer enjoyed kissing as much as anything. The tenderness and intimacy excited her beyond words. It reached another level of eroticism when it involved her stepdaughter. The emotions were much more intense, nearly. You can choose to have an abortion. You were raped. You’re alone. You don’t have the means to support a child. You’ll have to put her in daycare and then work twice as hard to afford that. You believe in abortion under those conditions.”“I believe in abortion if it weren’t for the fact that I already know you. I’ve known you for twenty-four years. I know what a wonderful and loving young woman you’ll become.”“You’re only eighteen. The daughter you knew is sitting at home with an envelope. Yes, of course I meant it." I closed my eyes, and faded out again. The next time I woke, she was still there, and still holding my hand, but there was a doctor in the room."Ah, with us again, I see. Well, you've been lucky, in several ways. I gather this young lady saved your life by raising the alarm and calling for help. You've had a scan, and there appears to be no gross damage, no intra-cranial bleeds or anything like that. You're certainly concussed, and you should take it easy for a few.