We weren't raised in an environment where prison sentences were handed down routinely.There were rumors of things that occurred inside prisons, but he... knew nobody who had actually been to prison that we could ask for tips and pointers about how to survive the experience.Breaking up with Audrey had really taken a toll on me, both emotionally, and from a self confidence perspective. I began to think that everyone was laughing at me behind my back. As a result, I kept mostly to myself, reverting. During her incarceration I apparently raped her and abused her."Now," she said, "You will pay for what you did to me." What are you talking about??" I asked desperately.In response, she slaps me in the face hard. Then she drags me by my cuffed hands into the hotel bathroom, where a hot shower is running. It's so hot I'm already sweating, and she tells me to take off my clothes or else it will be all the worse; her tone makes me obey. "You're filthy and hairy, so first I'm going to clean you. I turned to see a stunningly beautiful woman walk by. She was a nymph, a beautiful young face framed by bubble-gum pink hair, her hips swaying, and barely covered by a jean skirt. A tight, pink t-shirt clung to her melons—she wore no bra, her nipples dimpling the fabric—with the words 'Daddy's little girl' printed on it. Only 'girl' was crossed out and 'slut' written beneath it.I let out a hungry growl. She was a slut with a capital S.Beware the maiden, pink of hair. Astarte's voice whispered. But if he has, that's important to know."Jocelyn told him about her search of records, and how she hadn't foundanything, yet, but she was looking."If you find anything at all that suggests wrongdoing, let me know. Don'tsit on it for a second. Ditto if you receive a Wells Notice."Sharon told him about the tea party, meeting Justine Platt and Darla'scomment. She felt a chill in the pit of her stomach when Jack asked herto repeat what had happened, as accurately as she could."You're right," he.