“So let’s talk consequences, then,” she said, sitting down on the corner of her bed. She patted the spot next to her. I didn’t move. “Alrigh...t then, don’t sit down.”“Consequences?”“I move to reopen negotiations,” she said. “You want to make sure that I’m punished for what I’ve done, and I ... I just want to live without the constant threat of sexual assault and coercion.”“Oh, come on,” I started.“Come on what, Ben? Maybe you’re too drunk to realize it, but you assaulted me back there. You were. The panties were completely dry, even if they didn’t cover anything. All three had shit and pissed on their discard PJs.I started with the girl wearing the panties she had made. Only later did I found out her records noted her as non-verbal and autistic.She has you all fooled then. I don’t think you have anything she wants to talk about with you.As I braided her long hair, she talked up a storm about the ones she really liked and that would make her look amazing. The girl refused to let the. I went down the ladder."Watch your head!" Mounika warned. At the base of the ladder, I had to crouch as the ceiling was only about five and half feet tall. I was in a passageway with the one light bulb on the ceiling. Several pipes and conduits ran along the wall. The floor sloped downwards allowing about a foot more of headroom as you got further into the passageway. The passageway was a good 30 or 40 foot long. At the end was a heavy metal door. "Uhhh, this is sketchy. Did you open. It was his soft smile that prompted Helen to move forward and gently hugher pretty young man. For a second Brandon hesitated then hugged back. Afew more seconds passed before Helen broke the hug off. Something passedbetween them then. Both noticed it and Brandon flushed a little. Heallowed Helen to take his hand as they walked from the room."Have fun you two!" Claire said looking after both as she followed themto the steps.The drive to the mall was in silence, both lost in their thoughts.