‘If you don’t mind my asking, why are you wearing a dog collar?’ ‘It’s just a collar. I like the way they look.’ She laughed softly. ‘Li...e the black clothes and lipstick wasn’t enough?’ She turned her attention out the window and watched the rain pelt against the window, commenting offhandedly. ‘I love the rain, especially when it’s a warm rain.’ ‘Me too. I love to go out and play in it, like a little kid.’ Gabriel shyly glanced over at her. ‘I know this place. No one ever goes there except. She was rubbing the small of her back as she went back into the kitchen to fill up the ketchup bottles.‘Roseanne! Is your back bothering you?’ Benji called from behind the line, his brow furrowed. He came around to the server side and went up to her where she stood filling the bottles.She gave a weak smile and waved it off. ‘Oh, it’s nothing. You know how it gets. I’m just sore at the end of a shift.’‘Yes, I know that. Why didn’t you just ask me to crack your back again?’‘Oh—well—’ She DID have. Susan didn't like that scenario, but since she still had no boyfriends to fend off because she still looked immature enough not to be sexually active, she shrugged off the concept.But she wrote it in her diary this way: "The gynecologist says I can't have any babies yet."About a month later, Susan's brother Ted got hold of her diary while she was out. It turns out that he was moving up to new fantasies during his jacking sessions, and his first idea was jacking into a pair of Susan's panties,. You'll have a lot of time to look at this ugly puss."She started to smile weakly. "You say that every time you come home, Daddy. That you're going to stay, I mean. Then bang, you're gone again. I've hardly been around you since..." Yes, I know. Is that what's troubling you?"She hesitated, then said, "Yeah, kinda. It's like I don't have any parents at all. I mean, Aunt Lynn is nice and all that, but it's not the same. Couldn't you stay here for good? I know you could get a job where you didn't.