You were that whiney little bitch from my first day here.”She snaps her gaze back toward me at my harsh words.“Yes, I saw what that filth did to y...ou.” Her eyes brim with tears again at the memory. “What? Do you expect sympathy? You’ll get none from me. You just laid there and cried like a child. You let him take you.”Her eyes widen with shock.“You didn’t even fight back. You let him fuck you.”The amber globes harden with fury, all tears drying up.I’m getting good at this provocation thing, I. We popped open a bottle eachsat down and started talking.I found out we had a lot in common. We both grew up on the wrong side oftown though his town was in a different city and in a different state. Weboth went to college on a scholarship. His was for athletics and mine wasfor academics. And we were both unemployed. You know my story and his washe sold a business that he made a killing on. He told me he didn't needto work for a while. I didn't tell him my true reason except to say itwas health. Enjoying the tainted fruit they had sent him.Ella and Hailey were scrambling eggs. Jaime was tending toast and bacon in the broiler. The three of them were begining to feel comfortable in their new home. they had already made it a custom to get up early and cook breakfast for Clark... thier dad. They where all in thier pj's but new they had time to run to thier rooms and get dressed before he'd come down. Clark was always running late.Clark brushed his teeth with one hand as he pulled on his. Something to do with systems or something. A month later he proposed and three months later we were married.A year later, our baby girl Glenna was born and three years after that we were able to purchase our own home in a nice neighborhood with some friendly neighbors. Miles made friends easily and it didn't matter if it was a man or woman. Myself--well I had always been able to attract men and I pretty much had a captive audience in those that lived near us. The women of the neighborhood.