Am I a kept woman, or what?’ Her eyes bored into Rebecca, dark with lust. ‘I feel so cheap sometimes. He comes in and stands me up against the wa...l, his big cock poking at me. He says, with that gleam in his eye, ‘Have ye been a good girl today, Sis?’ Before I can answer, he is sliding into me and pushing us both against the wall so tight I almost faint. Then he kisses me tenderly and I just die from loving him so much. Becca, I can’t deal with him. Maybe you can help.’ Help, she thought. How. ”“Bullshit!” Joyce spat. “I know her games. You don’t. You’re being used. And she’s scheming against me to boot.”“Whatever your problem with Connie is, it’s between the two of you. Leave me out of it.”“You’re right in the middle of it. Once you went to bed with her, you put yourself right in the middle of it.”“You’re making a hell of an assumption based on pretty thin evidence, Joyce.”“Deny it. Go on. I dare you. Deny it!”“I’m not going to admit or deny anything. It’s none of your God-damned. "Breaking" being the operative word, because things were being broken all around the world: store windows, marchers' heads, church attendance records, and every hope I had for people being sensible.The parents had already informed their workplaces that their going to work was going to be problematic for a while. Vanessa and Mom could do MAF's work from home. Vanessa had employed very good staff for MAF who were easily capable of taking up the slack, especially with Vanessa being available on. Carol might as well have been unrelated to me as far as Ava's emotions are concerned. And there's never been the slightest sign of her even looking tempted to tell anyone anything we've asked her not to. The only real risk is her accidentally letting it out, which is a mistake any of us could make."Talking about Carol's having sex reminded me about Carol's having sex, so I asked Vanessa what she thought about Carol busting her tough hymen a few days before the wedding night.They were naturally.