”“Okay,” she said waving at us. “Don't forget to come see me before I leave.”“I'll see you soon.”“Yes of course,” she said as we wal...ed out.“Why didn't you tell me your dad didn't want me to go?” EJ asked as he wrapped his arms around me in the elevator.“Because it isn't important,” I replied.“Yeah it kind of is.”“He just doesn't want us to have sex.”“Oh, um,” he started awkwardly.“Its fine,” I laughed at him.“No. You're dad would shoot me in the face,” he said.“No he wouldn't,” I said still. At church Jane, his sister and mother sat next to a woman and her little girl the same age as Jane. After church was over, the girl named Susie asked Jane to come on over for a play date at her house.While Janet and June went home, Jane and Susie went with Susie?s mom to their house. Jane enjoyed playing pretend tea party and dressing Susie?s Barbie dolls. He hoped his mom would get him some of his own for his birthday this summer, though he was sure June would give him her old ones.?Jane, I. I realized that I still enjoyed getting pretty.I dried off and dressed. I was wearing my usual undies. Over the years, I had found that I liked to wear fancy panties and bras. They gave me a confidence even when no one saw them but me. I put on another pair of shorts and shoes with a little more heel. My top would be another homemade blouse. With the light brown shorts, the emerald green would look good.Fully dressed, I headed for the kitchen and put on an apron. I started cooking and cutting. It was like someone was pressing them. I cried for help, but nobodycame. I tried concentrating on Madonna music. It didn't help. I was in somuch pain, that I thought I would die. I started turning around in bedand curled myself into a ball as much as possible.It seemed like hours that I had pains. Then I started getting pains in myprivates. It was like someone was kicking me in there. I was now intears. I couldn't stand this pain. It seemed like every time there waslightning, that it came.