What do you think was running through her mind to make her act like that?’ Marie’s face was thrust further forward towards Sara as she pressed her...advantage. Sara was backing against the wall her eyes locked onto the maid’s eyes. Her hands pressed with her palms sweaty against the cool wall, seeking some reassurance, some purchase from which to spring a counter-attack. Yet she struggled to find words to fend off her attacker, failed to find any words that would deflect the maid from the. “I’m all used up and alone. Do you like what you see? ‘Cause in not too long a time, this will be you.”Roxie had to admit to herself that she wasn’t all that slow at shooting a nasty barb, herself.She turned and walked out of the bedroom. She paused in the front room and took a last look around. Bonnie was mumbling something behind her, but Roxie couldn’t make it out and knew it wouldn’t have amounted to much, anyway.As she walked through the front door and closed it behind her she heard Junior. " Guys like it when women talk to them. It makes them feel like the woman likes them and wants to get her whole face down in a smelly part of his body..." Yeah, I know. That's what does it. for me.''"Well, how come you ain't doin' it on me?'' "Oh god, Cecil, I love licking you here...I fucking love it. You smell so sexy..." Sylvia, if that makes you feel so good, why don't you rub your pussy for me to see?" Cecil, do you want to see me do..?''" Hell, yes, do I want to see this little white. She stood over Sally looking down at her with an angry expression on her face. She hoped that she had heard Sally wrong. Parents should be interested in the lives of their children. This kind of apathy towards Sally angered Betsy. Sally didn’t do anything to deserve that kind of treatment.“My parents aren’t interested in coming,” Sally said and then resumed sobbing.“No!”“Yes.”The ‘yes’ came out sounding more like a whimper than a word. There was a tone of resignation to it that nearly broke.