Somewhere in the back of my mind I know it is not my fault, but I feel as if I should have seen it coming. I knew he was controlling, but I thought it...was just because he loved me. But I didn’t see at the time that he was separating me from everything that I once was. The only thing he didn’t have much to say about was me working. Even though he made enough to support us both he liked knowing that I was bringing in even more money that he could flaunt around and brag about.’ Nyla said looking. "At first I thought it was because you got a little cold when you took your bra off, but since your nipples have stayed hard I guess it isn't the cold. The dress must make you feel a bit slutty too, huh?" Yes, I feel all sexy and a little slutty too."Danni smiled a wicked little grin as she said those words and I figured I was in no jeopardy of going to prison. "Do you like feeling this way?" Yeah, it is nice, I feel like a big girl." Do you like feeling sexy or slutty the best?" Sexy I guess.. I loved it, but I was also becoming more and more discontented, and a little frustrated, with quietly watching and then relieving the tension privately in my room.One day as I was watching, at their invitation, they had progressed to the point where Brian alone was still dressed, still wearing his jeans. Kimmy was looking at them with a weird, confused expression."Why did you stop?" I asked after a very long and unexplained pause. They just looked at me kind of funny, then Brian spoke."We're. They began to walk as the man grabbed each of their arms. His grip was painful, and the sisters knew there was no getting away. Eventually they reached their parents room, and the man closed the door and forced the girls to sit on the bed. He moved his face close to theirs, anger etched on his face. “Don’t move.”The girls didn’t budge, as he slowly moved back and ripped open the wardrobe, throwing garments to the floor until he found some jeans and a shirt he wanted. Then he began to unbutton.