From somewhere came lovely, sinuous music... sweet violins played vaguely familiar music.Then the blue vision was blotted out by a sweep of black, sil...ky hair. It caressed her face. In the middle of it were green, smiling eyes. A cloud of perfume invaded her nose. She tasted the sweetness of lipstick. Her mouth was sealed with a kiss."Hello, sweet little pussy", Angique whispered after her mouth was released again. "I am going to close your eyes."The cool silk of a blindfold sank over her eyes.. Her emotional crisis passed, but another one exploded, and it almost ruined everything as much as her belly swelling would have.Gina, under pressure from two cheerleaders, wrote a prescription for Oxycontin.It was the star running back on the football team that handed the prescription to a pharmacist. He thought he was being clever by going to Granite Springs, where he thought nobody would know him. It was precisely because the pharmacist didn’t know him, and because it was a paper. Her body was covered in sweat and was gleaming with it. I sat to eat, and my mom started serving food. I took a plate for her and put in some food and kept it on the floor. I told her that if she wants to eat, she should do it without using her hand.I was treating her like my pet, and she was down on all her fours trying to lick the food. I then kept my right foot on her plate and asked her to lick the food from my foot. She felt humiliated and silently liked my foot. I ordered her to go get. My father was silent as he first poured me a large glass of orange juice, which I drained in seconds, then a cup of coffee, which went down almost as fast. He almost looked like he was smirking at me, but when I looked at him, all I got was this annoying, innocent smile.Still, by the time I was done with the coffee, I felt human enough to look around and pay attention to things. The kitchen looked clean and orderly, like normal. Mom was getting everything set up to make waffles, so I stood up..