Groves leaning forward to see better through the gathering steam."Enough Debbie." He growled suddenly.Debbie after a fleeting look of surprise at him,...put the soap down and allowed the running water to rinse her off.She stepped from the shower and wrapped a fluffy white towel around her.Debbie would have left the bathroom, if Mr. Groves hadn't been blocking the way. She frowned at him."I want to dry you." he told her gruffly."What here?" she glanced around the tiled bathroom and then looked. " "Hey, come on," he drawled. "Just because you're my girl you've got, what? A sexth sense? You don't know what colour her undies are, and neither do I. All we can do is extrapolate. Exhibit A:" He gesticulated with his spam-laden fork. "Headmaster's daughter, good Catholic girl, the kind of date you can bring home to mother. Even if, and it's a big if, she wants red, there's no way that girl gets away with owning anything but plain white cotton. Her father would disown her" took another. "No please don't do this!" I begged. He slapped me across the face. It hurt 10x more than it would have in the cold. Ryan pulled out string and tied my wrists together and pushed me into the back seat of his car putting my hood up over my eyes so I couldn't see.Im not sure how long we drove for I lost track of counting minutes. How could I let his happen? How could I have been so stupid. Before long the car stopped and I heard the door open. As he helped me out of the car I tried to break free. We were animals, then, shoving and scratching and biting one another. It wasn’t soft or loving like I thought it would be, not that I minded. Her mouth was hot and left the skin it touched burning. My hands were cupped over her breasts, feeling her through her dress and bra. Both of us were cold and wet, but neither was stopping. ‘You shouldn’t keep wet clothes on.’ I said as I shoved her against the wall and sucked her neck. ‘You might get sick.’ She laughed, lacing a hand in my hair. I.