She would cry and she would hurt. In his hand he had a vibrator, long and black at least ten inches and thick as her wrist. In his other hand she saw ...the glint of a chain and a whip with many lashes. She closed her eyes, trying to picture herself anywhere else. The sting of the lash made her body buck and her eyes fly open. It had splayed across her stomach and breasts. Red welts appeared easily. ‘Do not close your eyes. Keep them open and looking at mine at all times. Understand?’ Her nodded. The words were not my words; the tune was not one I knew. But still the song spoke to me of mountains and clouds and trees and birds and flowers and children.When the song was over, and the surf gave quiet thanks to the air, I turned to face her. "That was beautiful." Oh! You startled me," she said, turning her eyes towards mine.I've been told that my own eyes, of such an unexpectedly pale blue, are startling and captivating and repellant and riveting and amazing and weird. I don't think anyone. I had been taught manners and I stepped forward to shake Mr. Adams' hand. "Will Stewart, it's a pleasure to meet you sir," I said just like I'd been taught. Turning to Judy I added, "Mrs. Adams." The perfect little gentleman I was."Robin come meet our neighbors," Mrs. Adams called up the stairs. "That's our daughter, she'll be right down."My parents and I turned expectantly toward the stairs. Robin came bouncing, that's the only way to describe it, down the stairs and into the living room. Her. "If you want, you can sell your own property without a Realtor. We can do all the paper work that needs to be done." Jen promised."Then I for sure am going to give her a shot with this mill house development." I turned away before I added. "Jen, I will tell Sylvia to expect a call from you about the penthouse condo over the drugstore." Yeah Maxine, I wasn't joking. I have to get out of that house and soon. Bob wants to either move in or sell it." she said."That's none of my business," I said..