Don’t be too hard on her. It’s not her fault that her family was a disaster. She was the only normal one in the bunch! She was just trying to esca...e.”At that point, the three boys came around the corner and looked in. The oldest one, who looked to be about ten or eleven, said, “Dad, is Mom all right?”John’s face softened and he said, “Your mom isn’t feeling good right now, and she’s lying down. She’ll be fine. Now, you guys scoot. I need to talk to Mister Buckman, here.”The two older boys. ”And then she told Liz not to worry and that it wasn’t her fault because Bec had asked her to tell their friends so the story was going to get out sooner or later.Then Liz cheered up and she looked at me and she said that everything was looking good for me to go home with them tomorrow afternoon and they were waiting for the welfare people to come and inspect the house and look at the bedroom they had for me and everything but she said that was going to be fine because her dad had spoken to. Standing in front of the mirror, I lifted my shirt and felt the metal band under my right breast but it wasn’t broken. I lifted it away from my body, and saw a small, shiny, dark thing on my skin reflected in the mirror. I heard a shriek as I realized what it was, and then realized it was me who had screamed. I stood frozen, staring into the reflection of my own wide eyes, both hands clasped across my mouth, making strange moaning sounds as my heart pounded in my chest. I didn’t know what to. He tried to tell me it was all my idea. I had gotten horny during the movie. He hadn't resisted because I had been loud and he didn't want me to wake up his mom. I glared at him in disbelief. Where the fuck are my clothes I demanded. Easy he said, there's no harm done here. We were just having some fun. What fucking fun I demanded. Where are my clothes? In the bedroom he said. How did my clothes get in there if I jumped you in here I demanded. Ok he said. I will tell you. You passed out cold.