And extends a hand in its place. She speaks as I brush my lips against the backs of her fingers."Now say it. Thank me."I say it. And hurt and humiliat...ed as I am, part of me means it."Thank you, Madam. Thank you for your attention."Her voice is softer now."I will beat you, David. It is my right to do so. And whenever I beat you, we will end it like this. You will kiss my foot, my whip, my hand and then you will thank me. Do you understand?"There are tears in my eyes as I answer."Yes, Madam."And. She had seen her mom and Brian having sex many times. But had never heard her mother groaning and moaning like she was now. She couldnt believe her mom was sleeping with Tom. She was on her knees- and Tom was underneath her- his penis was hard and she was using her knees to push herself up and down onto his throbbing cock. She looked at Uncle Tom- she had always liked him- he was nice to her- and treated her like an adult. He was quite thin- but in a sexy way, and he had really good hair. Molly. It was that creepy type shadow which you see from the tree’s outline on the wall in your bedroom. The only difference was that this thing was darker. What was this thing doing in my house? How had it gotten in? Was it real and was I dreaming? Those are the first few questions to plague my mind. I shook the thoughts from my head and spoke to whatever was standing there, “Who is there?” That was great. Why did I have to sound like a chick in a horror movie? The shadow thing didn’t answer me but. "Jennie dabbed her eyes one last time. "Like I said, I'm not sure. It's just that she has been sounding different on the phone the last few weeks — often withdrawn — and she sometimes tells me something, then a few days later when we're talking, she contradicts herself, or says something different, changes things. Like maybe she was lying about something she said, then forgot the lie and said something else. One time, when she didn't answer her cell, she said she had been to a ball game with.