" He explained, tired of the yelling. "But I really have to go now. Here, take this." He put a wad of crumpled bills in her hand. "This, and whatever ...ou get at your work, should be enough until I get back." Fine," she stomped her feet. "But, just so you know it, I have the whole fucking week off." "Okay," a sigh and then another wad of bills passed hands. "This should be enough. Just remember, no partying, no alcohol, no drugs." "Who is going to want to party in this dump? And drugs and. You get into trouble one time and your daddy thinks you are damaged and need to be put away out here in the boonies with your grandfather where you, as my father said, can learn to be a proper young woman. You see, my father caught me having sex with my boyfriend in my bedroom. We'd been doing it for months right under his nose, but damn if Billy didnt actually find my G spot and I actually screamed out when my orgasm hit, just like in those silly romance novels. My father ran up the stairs and. Korky and I became inseparable. The other kids teased us unmercifully but we did not care anymore. Instead of walking together, I would just go to her house and play. My mom and dad were great parents, if a little clueless of my emotional state. As I complained more and more about the bullying, I was told never to fight, but tell a grown up. Yeah, Right. I had been trying for a whole year.One day, five boys trapped me in the woods on a footpath leading to Korkys house and beat the piss out of. It can't be, she told herself. He can't have done this to me, could he? How? How could it even have happened? Lynn mentally went over the conversations she'd had with Christopher. She felt slightly odd doing it. With the way she'd been feeling lately and the thoughts she'd had, the woman in her memories felt like a stranger. So bold and arrogant and blunt and rude. How had she acted like that, she wondered. Everything in her mind made her think that Christopher had no idea what had happened to.