"My queasiness was growing rapidly, "Please," I begged him, "no..."Michael looked at me hard and suddenly I was overwhelmed with full-blown nausea. I ...an into the bathroom and threw up my dinner ... several times. I was in there for a full hour, heaving and sobbing. What was going on here? I had married Michael to escape Julia and what she did to me, but I had somehow landed in the same situation all over again? Why won't my body let me stand up to him? Am I so afraid of confrontation?Finally,. "Wait guys! I can lend you some of mine!" I screamed while chasing them."Really, why would you do it for us?" Asked the tall one."Well, the fairs aren't fun when you are alone, and I don't have any friends. I'm Marta, by the way." I'm Roberto" said the ginger."I'm Stefano" said the chubby one.Marta: "Nice to meet you. Which class are you in?"Stefano: "We are both in class 2c. What about you?"Good, that meant they were at least 15 years old. That's above the age of consent in my country.. The others stopped as well, they hadn't heard what was going on, at least I hoped so. The last thing I wanted was ruining David's Christmas. But maybe I had already. The rest of the way I walked in silence, tried to make up my mind. She had neither said 'yes' nor 'no'. Was that a good sign? Back in his room I sat down on the bed. “You alright?” David sat down next to me, his thigh brushing against mine. I just nodded, even though I felt like screaming. “Stop trying to fool me,” he whispered in. * Mitch stood on the set, hitting his mark, the hot lights burning down on him. Around him the crew was settling down ready to start filming, behind him stood the other actor in this scene, in his hand the incriminating file that was the reason for the confrontation between them in the take. To his right stood the young make up girl, her brush sweeping over his brow, matting down the shine, her breast lightly touching his arm as she reached up to his face. ‘Thanks.’ He murmured, her smile back.