He… he obviously planned this. This was not an act on impulse. He planned this. Donna suddenly felt even more helpless. If there was even a theoreti...al possibility that she could fight her assailant before, now she was immobilised, completely at his mercy. A large, fully clothed man erupting with rage and ferocious determination and a startled, horrified woman in her nightgown, helplessly cuffed to the bed. One of them held the answers to questions the other dared not even ask. Donna. ”Then she did something I didn't expect. She rubbed her paint-smeared nose on mine. I put her down, and we laughed like fools. When we had ourselves under control, she said, “What are your rules for me?”“Hmmm. Clean up your own mess. Don't drink out of the milk or juice cartons. Use headphones when you wanna play shit like Justin Bieber. If my bedroom door is closed, I'm either changing clothes, want my privacy, or have company. That's pretty much it. What do you expect from me?”“You could hand. “Speaking of which...” she started away. Turning back, she said, “Go say hi to my Dad and meet my family.”“I will,” I smiled.I watched her gorgeous ass shifting as she headed to a large round table filled with four young men and three young women. Grabbing a chair, she sat with the odd man out, tall and thin and nerdy looking. I chuckled. “Lucky boy,” I thought.Approaching the cobbler’s table, I heard all three Irish lasses discussing the merit or lack of merit of their sister’s or daughter’s. Michaelina couldn't believe it. "What???" I said 'No' you can't go." But why not?" I said 'No' and that is enough." MOM???" Michaelina looked at Alisa with a pleading look."You heard your father."Michaelina waited for a time when she could talk to Jack alone."Now look here," Michaelina said using all the force she could stillcommand. "I'm like going to that party and you can't stop me. Rememberwho is like the real 'dad'."I said 'No', and you can't go. That is the end of it." You can't talk.