"STEVEN, what the bloody hell are you wearing? What's going on here?Steven you will answer me this instant!"It was my mother."Sarah and Tara forced me...into this and these girls are taking me totheir school" I see, well then you can get back in the house this instant"I thought I had been saved as I went back into the house to get undressedwhen I heard her voice again; it was to make my life worse."I got you your new school things and I am not going to let you catchcold, put on that new coat I. ”“You want to talk to me about it or you want to tell me that you’re doing it?” Liz asked.“I want to get your permission,” I said.“You don’t need my permission,” Liz said. “You proved that tonight.”“No,” I countered as I held up a finger. “We agreed that you would let me handle this situation as I saw fit. Correct?”“I suppose,” Liz answered.“There is no supposition,” I corrected. “You agreed.”“Yes,” Liz said with a sigh. “I agreed.”“OK,” I said. “I agreed that I would discuss any arrangements. I tried to kiss him, but he withdrew – he was a master, perhaps the master. I had to play his game, he was only going to give as much of himself to me as he wanted, so we were playing by his rules. I was happy to do that, so long as his game increased in pace soon. I had a fever burning between my legs and a fire inside my chest. I needed him, and I needed release. He played with my lips, running his tongue slowly over them. First over the bottom, and then across the top. I closed my eyes so. As I was completely in the clearing, when he could see me clearly, he stepped forward with insane strength, getting to me absurdly fast, a matter of half second or less… My eyes were open widely. He was just in front of me and I barely could see him coming. I slowly looked up, and when I reached his face I saw only shadows. While I was thinking what to say after all this years he simply put his hands on my shoulders, making me shiver. It was a dream disguised as a nightmare. Even in that weird.