”Both boys grabbed their clothes from the kitchen floor, and went into the living room to watch TV until dinner was ready. I put my sun dress back o..., but didn’t bother with my panties….instead I just tossed them into the hamper and got started on the pasta.The conversation around the dinner table was surprisingly normal, with both boys talking about football, classes and girls they were dating.After dinner, the boys both watched TV while I cleaned up the dinner dishes, then I joined them in. Alana was beginning to worry as well. Frank Jr. had an active medical practice in the palace, attending the occasional injuries of the local populace of Garden City. It was unlike him to neglect his duties for this long a time, but three weeks – for two lovers – could go by in a flash, Alana knew. She had sometimes spent months secluded with a man she'd fallen for, ignoring the rest of the world entirely until hunger and a male's sense of 'duty' drove them back into the land of the living.. That evening, Hannah did her best to play kids games with Kyle and keep him entertained. The whole time Kyle was extremely shy and very hesitant to do anything with her. He wanted to tell her who he really was but he was frightened of her reaction.Kyle was sitting on the floor thinking about how he would broach the subject of his true identity when Hannah came by and handed him one of the dolls Melissa had left to play with. She opened her purse and took out her compact to check her face. Kyle. Of course Zoey didn’t look like the victim. It also didn’t help when I noticed them holding hands. And it didn’t help when I noticed them kissing. Like a fucking couple. Then I remembered. Her comments. Zoey always thought Beth was cute. I mean, really really cute. She talked about her big boobs longingly. Like she was the one that wanted to motorboat them and lose herself in her never ending cleavage. Then I thought of Beth. She was a victim of rape. Her first real boyfriend ‘raped her.