I was really waiting for her then. When she came, she greeted me with a big smile. I asked her how her weekend went. She kind of laughed. She said tha...t things were much better. When she got home, her husband was begging her for forgiveness…promising that something like that would NEVER happen again. Then he wanted to take her in and make love to her – to let her know how much he loved her. She said with a smile, “When he took me into the bed room, he started kissing me like crazy. Then he went. At 11:15, we faced a couple from the UW. Funny, but in spite of the fact that the University has nice courts and a great facility, they have a squash club but no racquetball club. That may be why the team didn’t play all that well together and we were able to take them. But they were good sports and had lots of questions about the club we were putting together at SCU.It was the 12:45 match that just about killed us. Pro Sports Club in Bellevue has a strong racquetball club and sent two teams. OH MY GOD! They were going to molest me. OH FUCK NO! How could this be happening to me, what had I ever done to deserve this?I knew that I'd gotten myself into this and that all I could do was try to live through it. I knew that I would do just about anything to stop these men from fucking me. I had always taken particular care of my body and hadn't even let my boyfriends do anything to it other than touch. Now I had to contend with strangers who could have any kind of disease even a deadly. "You know you like it!" I replied and with a wave I was gone.Marilyn had chosen a shapeless green number with a black jacket, her shoe size was seven so I found her some black size six shoes with three inch heels, they were uncomfortable, and quite deliberately so, but I showed her out the back way with instructions not to return for half an hour and I accompanied her the first hundred yards or so to McDonalds where I bought a Big Mac and coke for Serena as promised.I don't think Serena.