As the warmth of the water envelops me in comfort, I dream of the cozy aftermath of our shared affection, while the fragrant aroma of the bubble bath ...levates my senses to a mood of exhilaration. I wash my hair, enjoying its wetness against my neck and back, as massaging fingers work shampoo into my scalp. Generously lathering every part of my body with a bath sponge, I relax in the luxurious bath, soaking away all the stressors of the day, revitalizing my body with newfound energy for my love.. Barbara was holding our now crying daughters, trying to get emotionally ahold of herself enough to comfort and tend to them as I absorbed the full shock of this most unwelcome and unexpected, devastating news. I kissed his head as I cried and sobbed. He was still warm as if alive to my reassurance-seeking lips, the warmth of him giving my stunned brain some temporary false hope that this awful moment’s news was all some sort of horrid mistake. I soon gathered enough control of myself to ask his. ”I looked past her at her friends who were all standing there looking almost shocked. Personally, I was disgusted. “Look, you are one pretty young girl, but you need to get some new friends. Friends don’t dare people to do shit like that to a stranger. Hell, I could have AIDS or VD. Your friends are stupid and selfish! And what’s more, the only reason you should ever have any type of sex with anyone is because you want to do it, not because someone dares you or challenges you.”I was. "I’m Brandon by the way. We spoke to Jane a few times and she told us what you wanted. But we want to hear it from you. What you want from us. What you plan to get out of this. And please, be as graphic as you like" Brandon grinned again and now she knew she was in trouble. If Anthony was trouble, Brandon was the devil in an Armani suit. Her pulse started to race and her palms became sweaty. Rubbing them franticly against her thighs she tried to get her words out. "Well, I’m not sure exactly.