Blended juices of sex oozed from her and trickled down her legs as she stood in the bathroom, crying. Ellen Coughlin sat in her car on a side street, ...watching the Marklin home. She saw her husband come out of the house and get in his car. Then he drove off. Ellen’s face became a mask of anger. ‘I don’t believe it!’ she thought, her anger boiling. ‘Abby was supposed to be my friend but she’s not! She’s a home-wrecker, trying to steal my husband! I’ll get her! I’ll fix her for what she’s done to. She was part of our girls' rescue. They would have been raped and probably killed by those sickos." They were both quiet for a moment before she finally went on. "We owe these people our girls' very lives. There is no way we can ever repay Jeff and his team. And Diana has welcomed us like we're ... family. They even say we're family. I'm almost afraid it's all a dream and I'll wake up..." It's real, Baby. It's real, but I know what you mean. And speaking of real, you're scheduled to start. Then Billy said, “I’ll stop if you let me feel you up at home too.”Charlotte’s eyes glassed over, her hand swung toward him, and Billy felt the sting of that slap from his burning cheek all the way to his feet.Then his mother said, “You are shut off, young man. No more touching for you. I wouldn’t even let you look except I made your father a promise.”She looked at me, grabbed my hand, and dragged me back to my tent. Once inside she giggled and whispered, “That little bastard found my weak. " "Yeah I could see that" I said."You really should join us." she said with a small smile. "Christy!" I said "Since when are you into women?" "Well men are annoying so I may as well give women a shot, plus, I never said I wasn't into girls." She scooted nearer to me on the bed and caressed my hand. I looked into her eyes and we kissed each other. She then pulled away quickly and walked out into the living room. I sat there a moment and then re-joined the group. A few more hours, a few more.