I could seeand hear. I think I could breathe, but I couldn't move my arms or legs,and I couldn't talk. I heard my dad toss it off as "he's just got th...wind knocked out of him; he'll be okay," and had somebody lift my waistup and down. It only lasted a few seconds, but for those few seconds Iwas really scared. All I could think was I'm your son how could you dothis to me. And then everything came back to normal. From then on,however, I was always afraid of being hurt no matter what I did. I. ’ Marie kissed Constance on the lips, darting her quick little tongue into her mouth. ‘Your Marie still loves you.’ The kiss only inflamed her futile arousal. She pushed Marie away and grabbed a utensil from the breakfast tray to attempt to pick the locks. No use. The keyholes were too small, the locks too strong. ‘There must be keys about somewhere. See if you can find them, Marie.’ ‘Oh, no, I mustn’t. Her orders were very clear. Now come on and eat.’ She had no appetite, but tried to choke. Don’t make me wait. I've been up too long already!”Nervously I walked back into the living room with the paddle and handed it to my father.“Get that skirt off young lady,” daddy said.I looked at mom, fraught with fear, but mom didn’t say anything but simply nodded her head in approval to my father’s order.Nervously, I reach behind me and unzipped my jean skirt and slid it down my legs. As I stepped out of it, my father motioned for me to approach him.Scooting forward on the edge of the couch,. I'm sure your mind is breaking up right now, which is all part of what's wanted. It was I who choose you, like I chose John before you and Tim who just entered the school today."She remembered John vaguely, he had been on the football team as well the year before he was made captain. He had gone away to private school and he had never made the connection with the young girl who returned a year later.The girl who wasn't a girl like she wasn't a girl. The girl whom she had lost her virginity to.