Oh, how long ago that seemed! Kneeling there, both buttock cheeks burning painfully, Simone heard Quentin using the house phone. “Miss Zelda?” She... heard him enquire (she was the chief Overseer at the ‘Maison Jaune’.) “No, nothing’s wrong. In fact, Simone is behaving herself rather well at the moment.” Quentin glanced appreciatively at that upthrust bottom, so curvaceous, so lush. “What I’d like you to do is to send either Hans or Cassim up to the playroom in my quarters. Both of them if they. I blamed myself at the time. One weekends I stayed with Dad, but briefly as he moved into state and I contact with him. The meds I was prescribed to battle my trauma and depression, made me zombie like and helped me mix up events and times. On a plus side or negative side, I was taken of these meds after three months. I was thirteen and suddenly I was out of my drug controlled like, but I was always horny. I couldnt beat the urge to constantly want to finger myself, be it at home or in class or. I felt safe, even if I wasn’t especially close with them. When I got older and sold it all out for drugs, everyone turned their backs on me. When I was sober, I came to have two people who loved me. My aunt Cecelia and my boyfriend. I’d been lucky. So lucky.This bitch had taken them both. Left me with nothing but a fucking pill she’d planted in my purse.Or had that been Corey?It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but survival. Fight or flight. I just had to figure out how to enter the. ”“What was THAT?” Mary asked.Naomi laughed softly, “Not bother with a hotel.”“Don and I are going down to Chicago for a few days between Christmas and New Year’s. What does your schedule look like?”“Like I’m a first-year Resident!” Naomi said, shaking her head.“Sorry,” Mary replied. “I wasn’t thinking.”A waiter brought our main courses, which were three dishes to share, though I didn’t take any of the rice which was served in a community bowl.“I’m almost halfway done with my first year,” Naomi.