Do you understand?”“Not really, Sir, but my understanding isn’t important.”“Isn’t my satisfaction important to you?”“Yes it is, Sir. I...’s the only thing that’s important to me. What can I do to apologize for my misunderstanding, Sir?”“How have you behaved this morning?”Her entire body flushed. “I’ve been argumentative and defiant. I questioned you and prioritized my own desires over yours.”“That’s right, you did. And what do you deserve for such behavior?”“Whatever punishment you think will. “huh?” I asked. “Like, meet people online often?” he asked. “No, not at all.” Technically, I never meet them. “then how did you come across me?” he asked. “Well… I’m new here too, and I’m having a hard time, and, you know how it goes.” I said. “Yeah, I was the one who posted something on there so.” He laughed. “You really weren’t lying when you told me when you were thin.” He said, placing his hand on my leg. I smiled, but inside I was screaming “HIGHER, MOVE YOUR HAND HIGHER!” “And you. For the last time in my life I went to Mother for help.When I told Mother what Uncle Dave had done the night before, it didn't matter that my face and throat were bruised. It didn't matter that I was hunched over from the pain between my legs. It didn't matter I had fresh blood on my thighs. Mother just started beating me and calling me a whore. Accusing me of trying to take 'her man' away from her. I guess she was more afraid of losing Uncle Dave's paycheck than in trying to help me.I ended up. Just to push my buttons,Lisa kept commenting on the size of the players hands and feet and howthat might relate to the size of other things. Then she would look at Boand say, "well, I guess you're doing ok in that department anyway." Herlaughs after these comments were a knife in my gut. I kept wanting toreact, but each time I came close, Lisa would mouth the words "24hours." If I could get through the next 24 hours it would be a miracle.Eventually the game ended. I wish I could claim to know.