*Byron. Phone!* she yells. Then softly – almost politely – to me: *Hes just coming.* The pause as I wait for my ex-boyfriend to take the receiver...is excruciating. Finally he arrives. I can hear him breathing. *Hello?* Its nice to hear his voice after all this time. A tingle down my spine. *Its me* I say quietly. *Rachel?* He is shocked. *Im sorry Byron. I just didnt know who else to phone.* *What is it?* I can hear the note of concern in his voice. Tears welling in my eyes. *Ive left Gavin* I. Things were getting a mite complicated when the promiscuous Lucy also generously granted her new step-father nighttime access to her over-sexed female parts and got on her knees to seal the bargain and show her good faith. Poor Sam was given an offer he couldn’t refuse and soon he was humping Miss Lucy more often than the widow and he felt absolutely terrible about his weakness of character.His brother Saul was in somewhat of the same situation because the shy older sister Cassie suddenly. I looked around at the crowd of men hoping someone would step in to help me. But I was on my own.The man who had slapped me leaned forward & grabbed the shoulder straps of my blouse & pulled me to my feet.As soon as I was on my feet he pulled the blouse straps down my shoulders.I flung my head backwards & screamed "Nahiiiii! No..Noo please don't do it!"More than half of my sweating boobs & my bra were exposed to the men."Tera naam puchha tha, randi?" (we asked you your name, whore) he. I walked to the door and my physical therapist met me there. She was a nice woman named Kelly and she worked me through the routine. I say nice, but that’s not entirely correct. I’m sure physical therapists are nice people outside of work, but at work they only seem nice initially. They shake your hand and greet you with a smile. But the instant they get you into your workout, they show their true colors. These people are sadists. I think there’s a psychological test they have to pass to prove.