My sister's old enough to be out on her own. That left me in foster care." Just another fucking hell," growled Brittney."Me too," said Martha. "My gir...friend's husband. I deflected his aggression towards me until he went too far and we got a restraining order." Good for you," Brittney smiled with an honesty not displayed before to Martha."Are you sure you can't come with us?' Riana asked with quiet shyness."Unfortunately I can't," Martha replied, regret apparent in her voice. She wanted to. ? ?Yes ma’am!? and she high-tailed it over to the desk. ?What size ma’am?? ?This is the worst thing you’ve ever done, Samantha, so we’re going to give you a worse punishment than what you’ve ever suffered. The tiniest ones.? Samantha fished out the smallest set of binder clips and handed them over to her mom, already beginning to sob. The thing about binder clips is, even the big ones hurt like a bitch, but the smaller they are, the more powerful the pinch and the. “Yeah. I’m different.” I said.“Okay, so why?” She asked.“I’d ask if you could keep a secret, but I already know you can.” I explained.“Oh really?” She said.“Yeah, and I’ll tell you when we can be alone, but you must keep quiet on it.” I said.“Deal.” She said.She watched me drawing after I shifted back in my seat. To be honest, the feeling of relief I was getting from knowing I was about to spill the beans about my situation, it was awesome. Meagan kept leaning against me as she watched me just. For example, we can find out if it makes you look pretty or not." What?" I exclaimed, "put on your girdle? Here?" That was the lastthing I was expecting her to say."You want to put it on," Caroline said, "so put it on. Let's seeexactly what you were thinking about." I don't know about that Aunt Caroline!" I protested."I'm really trying to understand you Blake. I want to get to know youbetter than I do now." But you'll laugh at me, I'm sure," I said."No one is going to laugh at you," Caroline.