.. I told him not to hit her and he stopped. My daughter stared at me, a mix of fear and gratitude shining on her face. I had protected her. I had...T...ken control of a person in my life. Just like the text message said.“Don't hit me!” I gasped as Garegin raised his leather belt to whip me.My husband's arm lowered as the pain prickled across my thoughts again. I shook my head, blinking through the pain as such a bewildered look crossed Garegin face. He raised his hand again, his face contorting,. He couldn't find Dana's house the night of her party, he told her. He had lost the directions. Jen wondered if she would have slept with Kasey instead of Matt if he had showed up. Well, she was sure she wouldn't have slept with Matt, not if Kasey had been there still.Why had she slept with Matt? She remembered some sentimental feelings that he had a crush on her, but now what she had been thinking was growing even fuzzier and fuzzier by the day of course, not that it had ever been clear. It. One day they were sitting together and Trevor said, "Emily, when were you last made love to? I don't mean had sex I mean actually made love to?"Emily, perhaps not surprisingly, was a bit taken aback at this question and blushed slightly before replying, "Ha, well I suppose that that would be about fifteen years ago. Although sometimes it also seems that long since I had sex." Yes, I thought so. An attractive woman like you should be made love to frequently," said the rather handsome. Reluctantly my partner and I parted and looked towards Mike, grinning he waved a handful of blindfolds, it seemed we were to play a giant game of blind man's bluff, the object of the game being to grope, fondle and otherwise enjoy the bodies of members of the opposite sex. I had no objection to this even though I quickly saw that if we were all blindfolded there would be a few awkward moments when male bumped into male, especially if they kissed first and groped later, nevertheless it sounded.