"I'm sorry. It's just that I'm embarrassed and none of my close friends know what I'm doing. I went to see Sandy this afternoon, but things felt fine....I didn't tell them I was getting into this program, they'd be real mad if I told them now, while I'm in the middle of it. Earlier, everything felt fine, you know, after this morning. Later at Sandy's it--they were also OK. I was trying to sleep, and tossing and turning. I tried but it kinda hurt. I tried to think of who I could go to--"I realize. Then one day i plained to spy on him again to see him cuming in them so i made sure they were nice and dirty for him with my sticky and left them in my room and went out and then came back in and he was in my room with them on his face wanking for me this tuned me on so much i was playing with my self and must have made to much noice as he looked up and saw my but he just smiled and keeped wanking so i walked into my bed room and he put my panties on his cock and said nicola do you want to see. There's not much left to look after." What's he done?" I asked, feeling stupid but seeing fear in her fine-boned face."You mean other than attacked me regularly, slapped me around, treated me like a common whore, well," she said with a sigh, "we've no animals left. The smokehouse is empty. He took all my good silver. And," she buried her face in her apron and sobbed. I stood and patted her back and saw some redcoated riders coming into the yard."Look," I said to her, and she did with a. We loved when this happened because her cousin would let us sleepover and would always get alcohol for us. So that friday evening, we all went to her house. Samantha is neighbors with Brittanys boyfriend, Tom, so when Tom found out we were gonna be at Sams house he asked if he could come by too. We all liked him so that was fine. We went down to the basement where we will be sleeping, and in the middle of the floor there are 2 bottles of malibu and a note from Sams cousin. He had to work late.