“And then there is these nonsense about I can’t come to your house or you will only screw me at the prison.” He growled.“You,” “Thwack” ...��belong” “Thwack” “To me” He said. “And,” “Thwack” “I will have you,” “Thwack” “When and where I want,”He paused waiting for the howls and protests coming from Beth to die down which they did the moment he stopped slapping her ass. Then in a calmer voice Jackson added.“Do you understand?” At this point he placed a hand under her chin and lifted her face. There. Mom noticed and asked if we were OK, and we assured her that we were. Mom raised her eyebrows at us and gave a piercing look, like she was suspicious about something. I hoped she thought we were on drugs! That very night Masha snuck into my room again and got under the covers. I put my arms around her and realized she wasn't wearing her nightgown. "Masha!", I exclaimed, pushing her away, "Are you naked? What are you doing?" "Mark, please, let's not kid ourselves", she retorted, as she. ” Michael said smiling.“Okay sounds good, I’ll see you then.” I say before leaning in and giving him a kiss and headed to volleyball practice. During practice I had a hard time focusing, thinking about what would be happening later that night. It led to me getting yelled at, which snapped me back into reality and I finished out practice strongly. After practice we went into the locker room and showered. I then got dressed and made my way home which was just a few blocks away.I got home and got. She kept her knees together primly. Her fingers continued to toy with her hair. ‘What have you heard?’ she asked. ‘Well, several people have told me they think you’ve been acting depressed lately. Is that true?’ he asked. Cynthia, staring at her knees, nodded. ‘Can you tell me what’s making you depressed?’ Ben asked. ‘It’s…it’s nothing,’ Cynthia said, reddening. She continued to stare vacantly at the floor in front of her. Ben got up, walked to the sofa, and knelt in front of Cynthia. He took.