The doctors were not sure when I brought her in if the scarring would fade away enough that it would be illegible.Andrew was released under our custod... and it was almost morning when we arrived home to go to sleep. The house was quiet and all three of us did not sleep. Ginny continued crying. I tossed and turned. I was sick to my stomach and couldn't get the vision of that poor helpless child out of my head. To further compound things, I kept seeing Andrew there, with a disturbing smile on his. Her skin was what one would call alabaster. Even though she had raven black hair she could never tan, but only burn when in the sun. In her youth, her skin had been without blemish or freckles. She had been very beautiful and graceful.Her major problem, and the major reason for the abuse and neglect that I suffered, was that she was a hypochondriac, and because of that a drug addict.Her personality was what one would call weak and labile or unstable. She could seem loving and caring one moment. “I can’t believe you brought Sissy here. She is totally the last person I wanted to see. Heck I would have rather seen Bumper here. And you actually did bring him. What’s that about by the way?” said Joni.“Well little brother we had to bring someone and they’re the only ones that were available,” said Susan.“At least out of the ones that don’t hate you. Well maybe one or two of them may hate you a little. But the point is they were willing to come here.” said Mary.“Whatever. Let’s just get this. She waited for me to open the mansion door before stepping out. Rachel stared into my eyes and leaned forward for a kiss. She took my hand and led me inside. She walked me up the stairs and into her bedroom.She pulled my t-shirt off and pushed my sweatpants down. She did not say anything as she pushed me onto the bed. I scooted over to make sure she had room to join me. She walked to the foot of the bed and played with her belt.I was not pleased when she winked and walked into the bathroom!She.