The ‘kiss’ made Sarah doubt his ability to understand her. For their next date, he proposed they stay indoors and smoke pot, order food from a goo... restaurant and lay back, away from societal boundaries. Disheartened because she was unapologetically unmoved after their first ‘kiss’, she reluctantly agreed because she wanted to experience what this side of his had to offer. Sarah had a svelte body and an above-average height. Her dusky complexion, combined with high cheek-bones and her pointy. My back began to arch, my head had begun to tilt backwards and my legs finally snapped closed, unable to take this immense pleasure any longer, but it was far too late. From that night on, I was hooked. That was about three weeks ago, I would go in my father’s room every night and reenact the events from that first night, waiting for my daddy to make that grunting noise, and then I go into my room and begin rub and touch myself. I felt this feeling building up inside of my body and I was never. But all that did was embarrass me."I'm sorry," I said. One of her eyebrows rose just a fraction. "That I ... um ... looked at your pictures," I explained."My pictures," she murmured, looking away again. Then she looked at me. "They're not my pictures, Bobby. They might be of me, but they are nothing I'd want to claim."It was pretty obvious she was still down in the dumps. Of course that seemed perfectly normal. You didn't just get over something like she had been through like it was a broken. " People like us never do," Rita said. "We take over businesses and tear them down; we buy elections to make sure we control the government; we use our money or our looks or our charm to take away whatever it is we want and we don't care that real people get hurt. Regan is no better than we are. I'm not trying to blame you for anything. This is my fault and her fault - and we know it." It's our fault, too," Tori said sadly. Like her sister, the games she'd played over the last few days didn't.