.. Maybe Angie was right, I mean in general. Why waste time? I wasn't going to be in high school forever and it was so much fun, but then I was walkin... towards the girls' locker room and thinking about how being the good girl at school really did make everything else easier.I was a little confused, to say the least.There wasn't much to the girls' locker room. I don't know what the boys' was like, but the girls' was just a big rectangle, basically, with lockers around three of the walls and long. I guess he wanted his wife to take the risk of pulling out her cell phone and punching the panic button.“I’ll do no such thing.”“What! Why not? He wouldn’t hit a woman.” What a fucking coward!“I don’t think he would either. I’m not going to do it because you were the one in the wrong. You assaulted him and he defended himself.”“But he...he was raping our daughter.”“I’ve told you before that I think Bonnie is mature enough to make her own decisions despite her chronological age. Perhaps it. I had to try it a few times but finally it worked and my lunch came up. I threw up, wiped my mouth, gargled with mouthwash and went to lie on my bed. I took a valium and it wasn’t too long before I was able to go to sleep. Late that afternoon, shortly before dinner time, Elizabeth came upstairs with my mom. This surprised me somewhat as I had no idea she would just drop by. As she came into my room my mom turned and headed back downstairs letting us be alone. I was a little bit. Her username would be perfect for the occasion. “I’m Chrissy’s sister.”“Ah,” Dillon replied with a smooth tone. He turned his attention back to Chrissy. “Am I interrupting? I could come ba-”“No, not at all,” Christina interrupted. “In fact, you’re just the person we were talking about. Isn’t that right Chrissy?”Chrissy gave a doe in the headlights expression.When Chrissy didn’t answer, Dillon leveled a cocky grin at Christina. “What were you saying about me?”Christina avoided answering, but.