"Why do you dress like that if you don't want the attention," there'sreal venom in his voice. He grabs my arm and I am only too aware how muchlarger h...e is."I'll dress how I like," I say, but he increases his grip, "owe thathurts!"I see him laugh disdainfully, and it all boils up. Everything I've beenthrough in the last few months. Jessie, Luka, and all the smallindignities. Why should I have to put up with any of it? And now thisignorant fucker is sneering at me like I don't matter. I have done. "Very nice," Rachael commented. "Yes, this will do perfectly." What do you mean?" asked Greg.She reached into her coat pocket and withdrew an envelope, handing it to Greg. He opened it and pulled out the letter inside. It was in Allison's handwriting."Dearest Greg," it read, "If you're reading this letter, it means I'm unable to be with you for the moment. I don't want you to feel lonely, so I've given this letter to Rachael to be used by her at her discretion. Don't worry about going behind my. The clack-clack of heels filled his ears, and he knew she was seconds away from entering the room.Sure enough, as he watched through a crack in the door, the room light flipped on and she appeared next to the bed. She set the wine down on the bedside table long enough to make herself comfortable on the bed and pull out what appeared to be an iPad. She stared at it for a while and he assumed she might have been reading a book. Every now and then, she took a sip of her wine, but she continued. I am sorry, David. I should be going, Ive been here far too long anyway.''I forced my self to say this, not wanting to give into him. He chuckled to himself. I looked up to see him coming towards me, eyes dark with wanting, and predatory intent. ''Neither of us is stupid...'' he said.I felt like a mouse in front of a snake. Rooted to the spot, with terror, and with desire. I simply could not move, could not brake his gaze. David came up to me, up close, inserting himself into my body space. My.