She crossed her hands over her shoulders and curled onto her side. Angry, hot tears leaked down her chin. She finally managed to stand up, picking u... her towel and book and heading in. Valentine could hear the shower running. She followed the noise into a large bedroom that she assumed they would be staying in. It was a white-walled, middle class looking room, but the bed had black sheets and high posts at each corner. She noticed immediately that there was a heavy metal ring through the. But anyway, I figured that until you came home, I didn’t need to say anything to grandfather. It just made it a lot easier on me.”“That’s fine. You know we’ll see each other there at some point, right?”“Of course. I know you need to see grandfather occasionally. But before you do, we need to talk things out.”“Talk things out? Your letters seemed to imply that you had moved on. Aren’t you and Roy serious?”“Yes, we are, but you know how I feel about you. That really hasn’t changed. Once you get. I knew I shouldn't, but she wasn't trying to hide it, and I just didn't feel like looking away. She was just too pretty. She reminded me of her mother when we were that age. Same red hair, similar do's, freckles, dimples, and, it seems, nicely proportioned breasts, both topped with puffy nipples. My gaze lingered on those for just a bit too long, so I looked away."It's all right Dad. You can look. It's not like you've never seen them before. Hell, last night you practically ate them." Oh, God.. Jennifer realized she was between a rock and a hard place. As much as she despised what she was about to do, she had no choice. If she wanted to save her family extra time in the punishment room, she would have to go on stage and do the best she could. When her name was called, she stumbled through the parted curtains dressed in only the tiny top and much too small bikini bottoms. The costume was so obscene she thought she would die of shame, not that it mattered as she would be doing her.