I met Cynthia for supper at the arena cafeteria and she went over the entire novella again. We corrected the simple mistakes and then she took it home... to do a final edit before emailing it back to me. I drove her home and went back to the apartment. I had everything done for the week, homework wise, so I did some laundry and cleaned up the apartment, doing the dishes and actually dusting and vacuuming the place. I then played some games on the computer before falling asleep before. Right in front of them was the family Linda had seen earlier. The mother and daughter had on black hose and high heels with their green satin dresses. They also had long hair flowing down their backs bound up with green satin ribbons matching their dresses. The husband had his arm around his wife’s waist and was holding the daughters hand. When they turned away from them she realized that the young mom was pregnant. She would have another beautiful child she was carrying her husbands love in. He moved up the inside of my thigh headed exactly where I wanted him. At the last instant, he veered off to the crease where my leg met my torso. He kept up the pressure, moving to my stomach and down through my hair toward my clit. At the last second he veered off alongside my lips. I screamed. If I were captured by the enemy and tortured like this, I would tell them anything they wanted to hear. Down the inside of my thigh. Across to the other thigh and up the inside like he had done before.. A distant acquaintance of Dad’s had come to campus for recruitment, and we met for coffee and it turns out he had a real thing for short plump Asian women, just legally old, and he offered me ever so much money for my company and my silence. I was desperate and naturally talented at play-acting, and, you know what? I enjoyed it. He went crazy when I discovered all his little buttons to push, and I felt like a queen. Within a week I knew how to turn it on when I knew a man was interested, and.