Or worse.? I hung my head, realizing the truth of what he was saying. ?Also, by allowing him liberties with your body, someone you hardly knew,you've ...hown both me and him that you regard your self as little more thana slut, and that you have no respect of your own worth.? I jumped at his use of the word slut. ?Daddy! I don't think I'm a slut!? Isaid. Daddy just looked at me. ?Tell me what you did with that young man.? I blushed furiously thinking of just what I had done with him. Hanging. I had laughed and said she could do that any time she felt let like it. She had said again, 'Pervert.' But we had both agreed that she should see her doctor and ask to be put on the pill.By the end of the third week we had sounded out a few people about joining the self defence class and we had six kids from the first year, four girls and two boys and we had eight for the second year, five girls and three boys. With Ginny, Penny, Silvia, Jim from Junior and senior years this made up a working. Still, she was pretty, in a cute and all-American way. It was a week before Halloween and she told me about a Halloween party she was planning to attend. She asked my what I thought of her idea for a costume. She would use her boyfriends shoulder pads and helmet and dress up as a football player. Naturally, I told her she’d look pretty, and we started to talk about making her look more like an athlete and like a man. We talked about how a man has a thicker waste, so she ought to wear something. My exhaustion was all too real however, and I was out before my head hit the pillow.How Brenda had sensed my need for rescue I have no idea, but she had, and that's what mattered. I had told her on the phone that I had found what I needed to try to help her Mother, and that I would be over to her house early.My alarm woke me at 06:30 so I could get up and make it to Brenda's before school. I lay for a few moments, re-living the recent events that I had barely managed to live through.The fear I.