But then, I knew she did not like me, but I hoped I was in higher esteem than just a piece of meat in her way."Enjoying your thoughts?" she surprised ...e."Huh?" Your thoughts of me killing you... I know were not fond of each other, Amram, but I have no wish to kill you." Uhun. How did you know?" How do you think I knew?" You're a telepath... Hey, that's not fair!" It's fair. I have a fair chance to know if you're going to kill me if you get mad at me. Then I will know, and I can make a run for. After about a minute she turned her head in my direction, almost imperceptible. This occurred twice and I picked up the key fob.I turned the dial to almost number 1 and held down the button for about ten seconds and released it. I gently sipped my coffee then I selected the number three and hit the button. Her posture changed to a more upright poise and she closed her eyes slowly and then opened them without looking at me.I selected the number six and waited. The fob, sitting on the table well. I decided that I was going to pop her cherry on her bed, so I grabbed her and threw her on the bed face up and got in my bag to find my knife. She was starting to try to roll off her bed when I decided to get in her, putting my knee into her stomach and putting all my weight on it. I particularly liked doing this to petite little girls, as my hefty weight made it look like I was going to crush her. I could see every rib on her, and her eyes bulging out while she gasped for breath.When I had. Then, as she trembled in my arms, I moved to my side and pulled her in tight as she dozed off.Clarissa wasn't out more than twenty minutes before she stirred. "I love you, Sam," were her first words."I love you too," I answered while kissing her neck and shoulder."You know that you're the problem here, right?" Clarissa said almost tearfully."How?" I inquired quietly."You're too good to me. You always have been from the day we first met. You never treated me like a sex object. You were always.