.. well just maybe anything, even though I suspected in parts, that Mary was lesbian to Charleen. I had seen that often enough over the last week. I h...ad participated too. Maybe I was nothing but a tool. I said, "Yes Mistress Mary. I love you."She blinked, smiled a trace.I turned, as eloquently as I could. The noise! I could hear, see them stomping, making noise, drinking beer, being. Well, just being them, but it was, all in all, sordid, to me.I approached Wendy. Unlike Mary, Wendy was kind of. He opened the centre page and there was the photo I had seen before.I was admiring the photo again when he asked me if I like to keep it. I nodded my head in excitement.Then i asked him what if he needed it back. He said he has lot more of such photos and he took some other similar magazines from the trunk. He said that the centre page of the magazines had such beautiful naked women’s photos. I was happy that he had given me the photo and was about to leave the room, when he said that I can. “OK, so I don’t know you well enough. That’s why we’re going for ice cream. So we can sit down and get to know each other.”“No, I invited you girls out to explain that I’m going to step back from this. Let you get on with your lives and--”“You like that girl in the coffee shop, don’t you? And we’re just getting in your way...” Sam murmured. “I wouldn’t do that! If you need a girl like that, just tell me, I’ll stay out of your hair whenever you’re trying to--”No. I wasn’t about to go down that. “I know,” Kyleigh replied, as tears trickled down her pretty face as well.Elaina wanted to run away. She’d already been raped by her two stepbrothers and stepfather. She really didn’t want to go through that again. Kyleigh however, convinced her friend they really didn’t have a choice, they didn’t have any place to go, and no money to live on. If they ran away, they’d end up having to be prostitutes to support themselves. At least at home, they could go to school and carry on some portion of a.