”“Told who?”She half-smiled. “Who do you think?”“Imogen?”She nodded.“So this was her idea?”“No. It was my idea, but I dismissed it...as a bad one. She talked me into believing that...” She shook her head again. “I’m not saying let’s go on a date. I’m not saying let’s go to the movies, or for dinner or anything romantic or anything like that. But, maybe, since you already know that it’s my turn tonight or whatever, I just thought that we could spend some time getting to know each other a bit, you. You look down, unzip your pants and pull out your cock, which is three-quarters erect. She lies on her back on the floor with her legs spread wide open. You get on top of her and slowly slide your cock in her pussy. You look up at her sighing face and down at the penetration, you continue looking up and down several times to see yourself going further and further inside, and to see her excited reaction, until you’re all the way in, at which time she screams. Her screams are short staccato. Edmund proceeded to take off Susan's clothes, hiding them under his bedbefore getting dressed. There were some sparkly beads from Susan's dresson the floor, so he scooped them up and put them in the bin.Edmund went downstairs to find Peter, Susan and Lucy. Lucy had been giventhe all clear and now believed she must have fallen asleep in thewardrobe and dreamt the whole thing.Later that night when everyone went upstairs to bed, Lucy called out,"Hey has someone been in my room?" No," was the reply. He knows it is useful at certain times—he had to do it before with his father. But hitting a woman—a girl—especially during sex, during a most intimate time with someone, and while they’re pregnant has never crossed his mind before. Yet she is adamant and just the desperate tone of her voice tells him that she is completely serious. So he slaps her face.Carrie grits her teeth and spits at him. “Harder you son of a bitch!” she snaps. “Hit me harder! Show me your anger!”The man is still pounding.