"Gee I'm sorry DeeJ," he started. "I thought you were..."Then he too stopped in mid-sentence. He realized why DJ was staring at him so strangely. She ...as staring blankly at his crotch. At his hardon."Don't get scared DJ," he tried to calm her. "I'm not gonna do anything. Honest."DJ blinked her eyes back to life and looked up at him."Uh?" She said, puzzled. "Wha... what do you mean?'"I said," he repeated. "I'm not gonna do anything." Oh," she said, still dazed. "I knew that."Joey was a bit. By a combination of rigorous dieting and working out with a personal trainer, I had in the last year settled in at a curvy size 10, not that Ralph seemed to care anymore. Still, my remaining pounds seemed to be in the right places; I was getting hungry looks from men again and I liked the feeling.It was about that time that I noticed a change in the letters from Dad. They became taciturn and, very significantly no longer mentioned Cecilia. Ralph would have been pleased, if he had noticed. So it. She felt sick with their bare skin rubbing against her. She raised Rick's arm and started to climb from underneath. Lisa sat up and slowly rose to climb out of the bed. Then she felt the calloused fingers closing around her forearm and pulling her backwards. She turned with agape eyes and Rick smiled back at her. "Morning precious. Where were you off to, eh?" He pulled her down and rolled on top of her, pinning her down under his body weight. "Were you going to leave without saying. “I-I c-can’t.”“Of course you can. You have a room here already, with anything you might need. I even had the walk-in closet set with clothes for you.”Alissa looked at me, confusion all over her face. Words weren’t sinking in anymore.“I j-just wanna go home… Please, P-please...” She cried softly, looking me straight in the eyes. “I-I can’t do it anymore. I feel sick. It hurts…”I caressed her cheeks, and she let me do it. No grimace, no disgust, no wailing, just begging sad eyes and tears making.