Normally I am not allowed to touch him in front of the help. But he puts his arm around me and pulls me close, stroking my arm lightly the entire ride... kissing my forehead occasionally, I am confused as I don’t remember ever seeing this side of him. We reach my apartment and I assume he will leave once I have gone in, but another surprise as he gives the driver a list of items that are to be picked up and brought back and then walks me in. “Go to a shower baby girl, I have some calls to make.. ... her hands going all over my chest....i turned over and she whispered in my ear.... "show me how bad an a****l u r"....... i slapped her face... mildly and then kissed her.... for a long time.. we just stood there... i was biting her lips with my teeth.... so hard that her lips were bleeding now.... but this just seemed to arouse her more...i pulled apart... slapped her 2-3 times more and threw her on the bed.....she was half naked by now....i pulled off my own clothes.... then removed all. But, I'm not doing so good with this being a girl business.And, I don't mean to be a nag about this, but I could really use Your helpright about now. I have to tell you, God. I'm pretty much at my wit's end. And, if something doesn't happen soon, I'm not so sure I'm going to be able tohandle this...'*** God, as Karen had often quipped, had a sense of humor. Trouble was, as Karenhad been quick to point out when she had been the manly Father Dan, God's senseof humor had a marked tendency to. ”“Good and bad ... of course, that’s just me guessing, but Kari obviously knows the situation, so she’d choose someone who could handle all of his feelings and reactions.”“Oh fuck...”“You don’t approve?”“I had a patient once,” Susan replied, “ strongly suspected he’d been sexually abused as a child. There were blank spots in his memory where he was told by family members he’d reacted very negatively to attending church – like collapse-on-the-ground-screaming-in-terror negatively. Went on for a.