“Rude,” Bella huffed.“You should have said you wanted a favor. You said proposal. Now we’re negotiating” Will teased.“You can fuck me,” ...ella said enticingly.“Wasn’t that inherent in your proposal?” Will asked.“Isn’t that enough?” Bella asked.Will chuckled. “Remember a few days ago when you said I could have you anytime, anywhere?”Jack’s eyes went wide at Will’s words. Bella was the most uninhibited person she’d ever met, but still, that was a bold offer even for her.“Fuck,” Bella tisked.“Yes,. The stains..."Emily ... Emily!"She heard uncontrolled crying. It sounded like her mother, on the night that her father had left her for another woman. Then Emily realized it was her crying, before firmly rejecting the idea. It had to be another dream, since her mother was dead now. Even such a great heartbreak as hers could never penetrate the silence of the grave.Emily listened to the sobs, hearing them from beyond a closed door in the large, cold house. She carefully pushed the door open and. " Well, if you'll come down to our RV, we have chairs, and Mary's gonna make something to drink." We'll be there in a bit," I said. They left. "Looks like we have an engagement," I said. "Bring the lyrics."And that's how it came to pass that a couple of evenings a week we did our practice outdoors. I related that first time to Jim."You're not leaving the band, are you?" he laughed."Hardly," Cindy interrupted. "This is all your fault, anyway."Our weekly sessions with the Hardestys got more. Honolulu, HINo. No, sex wasn’t supposed to be like this. It wasn’t supposed to be some awful man making her do it or else. It was supposed to happen when she was older, old enough. It was supposed to be fun, exciting, and beautiful.And it was supposed to be with Paul.With that thought the eight-year-old broke for the door.And no I haven’t written the rest. Some in the middle and the very end, but not all the sexually abusive details. I couldn’t post those details here anyway and, this time at.