"I suppose not."Gemma smiled, holding out the statuette toward Christina. "That's what I'mtalking about. I saw the inscription on this ugly little thi...ng and it mademe think about what I had and how easily I could have ended up with a lotless if I'd not been so lucky." I tell you what would have changed my life beyond all recognition," saidChristina, taking the statue. She looked into the middle distance, lost inthought. "If my parents hadn't moved from Japan when they did. If they'donly brought. The second time she did it he told her he wasn't her Dad but she countered by saying he was more of a dad than her own, and anyway after what Gary did to her she didn't have a real Dad."Ginny and I have been talking." She stopped and smiled at him."Oh dear," he said with a grin. "What about, and how much is it going to hurt me?"She pouted. When do girls learn to pout, he asked himself, or is it genetic?"No, it's not going to hurt." She paused, and he sensed she was about to spring a. She looked at him. He could read sadness and resolution in her eyes. There was still warmth though. He took a deep breath."Tell me, Tig." I need to tell you more about me," she said quietly, "because at the moment I'm not being fair to you. The reason that my parents divorced was because my father sexually abused me three years ago." Oh, you poor d-dear," he caught himself from saying 'darling' as his suppositions became concrete. "That's horrible. What's happened to him?"Annette told him what. He knocked on the roof, signaling the driver to go. James rubbed his hand over the tip of the icicle, making it blunt. He watched her expression, as the heat from his hand melted the sharp end. “Open your legs,” he said. Not wanting a repeat spanking, she slowly opened them. James knelt on the floor board; his big body keeping the open wide. Before she could say a word, James opened her cloak and pulled it off her shoulders. “No!” she cried. “Why?” he asked. “There are people around! It’s.