You have nothing to fear from us."Then on a hunch, I said, "Did Mr. Fornier hurt you?"Her eyes grew haunted, and I knew we'd struck a nerve. "It's Ok,...Margarita. That evil man is in jail for the rest of his life, along with several of his friends. Did they hurt you?"She squirmed and evaded the question for a little while, then sighed and said, "Mr. Fornier, he liked to make me bare – you know – without my clothes, and have his friends make fun of me. They didn't like girls. They did man things. “I think so.” He smiled, pulling her up for a kiss, “Your wild and spontaneous and I really like that...”“Shut up and lay down!” She ordered pushing him backwards before pulling his slacks off his legs; she began pulling her own clothing off and quickly disrobed before pulling her naked body to his, kissing him softly, “How you feeling?”“Sore.”“Too sore?” She asked hopefully.“Never too sore for you...” He grinned as he pulled her onto his body, kissing her hard and groaning when her knee bumped. Because when I dream of that moment, I remember the question that changed. It didn't matter what I was. I needed to know who I was. No, I needed to decide who I was. Then I remembered."Mind yourself child, or you'll grow up minding others!" That had been a dream. This was true, me, standing between the light and the dark afraid to go inside and afraid of what hunted out in the darkness. I had to grow up.I opened the door and stepped inside. Every light in the house blazed."Mother?" I asked. She went to the window and closed the drapes, but it was just a routine thing, and she did it carelessly. In the beginning, she had been very careful that the drapes were closed tightly, perfectly, but as the sex bouts with the dog became more and more common, she became less careful.This time, the bottom of one drape curled back, leaving a small triangle, but enough so that someone with an eye pressed close to the window would be able to see clearly into the room. Mary was unaware of it."Yes,.
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