I had folded and walked away and had never bothered to count my money, it had never mattered before. But here I was on a Tennessee Interstate waiting ...for the patrol officer to come back and shoot me, arrest me, or yell at me and I didn’t really care which one he chose. I was done and done and I barely cared where I was going or what I was going to do. I heard him walk back to my open driver’s side window as he was talking on a phone. ‘Yes, sir, I got that. I am sure that this is the guy. Yes,. Just then he pulled all the fingers from me and told me “ you better not drop that dildo from your mouth or vibrator from your ass! Get ready to scream bitch!” With that Brent took his whole fist and shoved it into my pussy! I screamed into the dildo, tears running down my face. He fucked my pussy hard and fast showing no mercy.“you’re a fucking slut you know that?!”“shut up you fucking bitch you know you love it”“you’re mine now! I own you” I tried not to fight him but I had never been taken. God, I was so young and arrogant. I thought that every girl would want to get with me. I know that my apology isn’t worth much now, but for what it is worth, I’ve felt guilty for it every day since.’ Heidi found that hard to believe. ‘Why now? Why did it take you four years to come say something to me?’ She tried hard to keep her voice calm, not wanting him to know how much this conversation was affecting her. ‘I tried to before. I’ve written you letters that I’ve never sent. I’ve come as far. The word doesn’t mean the same to her as it does to most people.”“Okay. So why are you telling me this if you can’t tell me this?”“Because.”“Because what?”She lifted her glass and took a long pull on her pint. Imogen was about the only girl I knew who drank pints of lager like the men. Most of the other girls insisted on half-pints or shunned beer altogether. Emily, for example, preferred those ghastly fruit flavoured concoctions.She put her glass down and said, “Paul, I think that you and Ness.