She immediately reacts, sucking in her breath, and slamming her body back against mine. I see her hands grip her thighs until her knuckles turn white....Oh God, baby. Don't stop!" she gasps.I turn it off."What? Babe, no, put it back," she pleads.I play dumb saying, "But you told me to stop." No. Don't stop!" I know. Don't. Stop. So, I stopped." No! Put the fucking words together and put that thing back where it was!" she frantically cries out.I have had my fun and press it back on her aching. I eat less than usual, but I drink unaccustomed amounts of water.“It is not entirely your fault,” her mother says at night, in bed. “She is pretty hot shit.”I suggest a threesome.“That you must earn,” she says.I can only conclude I am being trained in some way, prepared for some unspecified service. Regina’s lack of inhibition, her obvious collusion with her mother, combined with her playful stand-offishness, suggest that I am being “softened up.” Whatever the intention, the effects are. Sit." He pointed to the bed, right in front of him. She sat."So, Pookie," he began, "You've been a bad girl. Should you be punished?" Yes," she said very very softly."OK. Do you love me?" With all my heart." Do you trust me?" With my life." Do you believe that I would never hurt you physically?" Of course." Good. You remember that. Face forward, now, do not look back at me."She sat, apprehensive, as she heard him rustling in the bag. He gently pulled her right hand back, then her left hand,. ‘What next?’ ‘Were you talking to me?’ Sophie thought she knew the voice but couldn’t quite place it. She turned as she straightened up and found Luke Flynn standing a few feet from her. Sophie was mortified that he heard her talking to herself. ‘Hello,’ she said. ‘You’re from the electric company.’ ‘That’s right. We spoke at the fire last night.’ Luke explained. A deep breath calmed Sophie’s nerves. ‘I’m Sophie Michaels.’ ‘Good morning, Sophie. I hope you didn’t struggle too much without.