As she rolled down the ramp away from the hospital the media circled her like sharks in a feeding frenzy."Hey," Amanda yelled at them. "I agreed to an...interview on the condition you people behave. I'll answer your questions if they are put forth one at a time." She pointed to one familiar face. "You," she said.The designated reporter asked, "What do you attribute this constant barrage of attacks on you, your acting ability and your movies?"Amanda smiled. "The attacks on my films and acting are. So there she sat, broken and crying. That poor little girl had failed. She was a failure. She could not please Him. Her body still shook. She wanted to die. Right then and there, she wished she was home so she could sleep and not wake up. Surly He would not a little girl who could not follow simple instructions. She took another quick glance at her cell phone… three fifty. She tugged the blindfold back down to its proper place and sat there clutching her ankle. And waited… He opened the door. He tried to run past me but he only made it as far as my door. It opens in and he had to stop to open it. I grabbed him and threw him on the bed. We were about the same weight but I was bigger and stronger and had fury on my side. I flipped him over on his front, planted my knee on spin and twisted him arm behind him, hard."You little son of a bitch! What do you think you're doing?!" Andi I'm sorry. Please don't tell Mom and Dad. Please don't hurt me." It felt good to see him so scared. I. He pulled away and looked up at me with pure lust. “Go lay on the couch.” he demanded suddenly. I stepped out of my shorts and turned to obey over powered by lust.It was just sex. He followed me into the living room them helped me lay down on the couch. It was soft and cool beneath my burning skin. I remained docile while he tugged off my shirt and expertly unfastened my bra and tossed them both aside. He moaned then took my breasts into his hands to fondle them. I never realized I.