You'd think he'd notice that wouldn't you, but no he's too busy to notice. On the way home he always asks if I've had a good time. I've tried to tell ...im no, I didn't and I don't want to go again but he just keeps pushing so I've had it. From now on he can screw anyone he wants at any time, I don't care."Barbara took a sip of her tea and looked back at Cathy. Cathy was now feeling worse than before."Enough of my problems, we need to work on yours," said Barbara. I know you don't really think. "The chemical just fools the nerve endings into thinking it's burning - really effectively in this case." Our eyes fixed as she slid her delicate hand over mine and brought it to her lips. She softly patted kisses on my tingling fingertips. Her warm breath ran over the back of my hand. I placed the knife down and turned towards her - mesmerised by her light blue eyes. I could feel the fingers of her other hand stroking the top of my brass belt buckle. She led my hand back down to the hem of. ."No need for words, Chrys..."she said,"I was told everything..."Chrys looked over her mother's shoulder to see a fallen newspaper. Sheapproached it curiously. The headlines said"Boy killed in train accident"."Chris Summer, fifteen, was killed in a train accident at seven AMwhile crossing the tracks on his way to Levount High School where he was afreshman. Details say..."she read aloud.Chrys put down the newspaper and shivered a bit."I know what happened, Chrys,"said her mother,"Last night a. Not good for the looks either. Or the smell, you filthy bastard. Ever heard of soap and water?"All these insults were deliberately directed at one of the two yobs, and Jessica looked him straight in the eye as she said them. It had the desired effect and an enraged young man threw himself at her - throwing a punch that would have flattened her if it had got any where near its target. Instead she seized his arm and the surprised young man landed heavily on the floor, with his leg twisted.