" What's he done?" I asked, feeling stupid but seeing fear in her fine-boned face."You mean other than attacked me regularly, slapped me around, treat...ed me like a common whore, well," she said with a sigh, "we've no animals left. The smokehouse is empty. He took all my good silver. And," she buried her face in her apron and sobbed. I stood and patted her back and saw some redcoated riders coming into the yard."Look," I said to her, and she did with a gasp."It's him," she moaned. "Why did. My loving husband had never met him and it would be better for me to keep my relation as a secret. Then I decided to save Dirk`s number to my phone and then I finally messaged him. I said it was real nice to bump into him. It wasn't long till he replied back asking if I could make it to a nearby coffee shop, on the next day at twelve.I replied it was fine for me…The day went by quickly and soon it was the next morning. Victor left for his office early. I got up a little later and started to get. I wasn’t really very experienced, you know, sexually, when I got to college. I’d done some stuff with my boyfriend. Kissing, petting, going parking. Stuff like that. I would use my hand on him sometimes, and a few times I sucked him. We only had intercourse once and it was a disaster. When I got to school I was kind of down on sex and didn’t have much free time to worry about it. Eventually I settled in to the routine of school, studying, and partying on the weekends. Everything was so new. It. He could hear his parents breathing as they slept, completely unaware of what had happened while theyd been gone earlier, or what was about to happen just up the hall. He silently made his way down the hall to his sisters room, easing open her door slowly so that it wouldnt squeal and give him away. He slipped inside her room and shut the door silently, then turned to see her laying sound asleep across her bed, the sheet that had covered her young body bunched up at her feet where shed kicked.