? She loved that part, because itmeant that she could justify?when she felt like justifying?punishing him at anytime.? It was a good way to teachpower...lessness: her arbitrary interpretation of a rule was always right, and asfor his interpretation, well, as the inferior, he didn?t get one.)? She often told him that every time she didsomething to break him down, a little bit of his ?life force,? ?power,??energy,? ?self-esteem,? ?dignity,? ?humanity,? ?soul,??or whatever other wordoccurred to her. I come from a large family. Well, large for modern times. I have five older sisters and a younger brother. I guess my parents finally stopped when they got the boy they wanted. Scarlet is my eldest sister, and is the only one of us with their own room, not that there is space in it for anything but a bed and wardrobe. Becks and Lucy were the next two along. Both were in their early twenties and hadn't officially moved out yet. They spent most of their time at their boyfriend's flats, but the. ”She took a breath. “I talked with Grandmother while you were with Andrea. She is a wise woman, you know, and she told me some things. She told me to ask you some questions.”I looked up at her. “What kind of questions?”She pointed at the kitchen bar. “Sit, please.” I complied, and she sat on the barstool next to mine. “First, why did you push me away?”“I haven’t pushed you away.” That was a lie, I told myself.“I haven’t sat with you in over a year, Ryan. You haven’t hugged me in months.” I. My hips twitched and I began moaning softly as my body teetered on the edge. I started to turn my head to watch Brad working my nipple, when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. I looked back up and swore I caught a glimpse of red at the top of the stairs. Shit! This would be the one time Ashley decided to come back downstairs. I was going to tell Brad to stop, but didn't see or hear her and began to wonder if I hadn't seen anything in the first place.I slowed my rocking and was.