" Sharon felt her life swarming around her head. Who was this? What did they want? How did they get the pictures? Who have they told? Her husband was ...a senior partner in a prestigious law firm. If it got out that his wife was a drug snorting slut it would ruin his reputation. He has political aspirations! Sharon reached for the liquor cupboard. She poured herself a stiff whiskey and drank it; wiping her lips after. Just then her phoned buzzed with a text message. "Wear the outfit you wore at. "Amanda was elated. To hear her mother refer to her as a daughter. It was adream come true. She was ecstatic and elated that her parents were on herside. Finally, they were on her side. But she was still confused as shewas ushered out of the door. Even more so when there was a delivery vanparked in their driveway. It wasn't the usual dark brown, but sky blue.A moment later, they were seated and Amanda's father started the van. Putinstead of pulling onto the street, he drove straight on. Amanda. The End.Tracey reread the last paragraph, and then gently closed the book. Why, she wondered, looking up at the ceiling, can't real life be as lovely as a book? With a happy ending for everyone involved? Why were there rotten bastards in the world? Rotten scoundrels, who force young girls into doing awful, depraved and unspeakable things?She glanced at her watch. In less than an hour, she would be in the hands of one of the world's rottenest bastards. And she had no one to blame but herself.. "No way I responded almost angrily and then said "there is no point now" and laughed nervously. "oh I think there is" my mum almost sneered "firstly, myself and ur auntie have both only had boys so we have never got to play girly dress ups, secondly, we have spent a lot of time and effort getting your outfit and makeover together, and thirdly you are a dirty little pervert who likes wearing women’s panties and you need teaching a lesson" My mouth fell open in shock at hearing those words come.