The frustration in hervoice it's- it's not the same as it was when you first moved in. There'sthis sense of failure. Before, she really didn't care wh...at happened toyou. I mean she didn't want you dead or anything, but now- I agree. Idon't know how to talk to her about it without pissing her off." Keep in mind too. Eve's mom expects a lot from her and her sister.Eve's mom is really critical of how her sister parents and I just think..."I shook my head furiously, "But she's not my fucking. The glossy finish of the rose colour paint in her room reflected the blue’s in the television picture and danced little shapes all about the room. The curtains that d****d over the windows blew in with the breeze of cool air there was outside.I walked over and clicked off the TV and started for the door when my mum began to whimper. I was hesitant as to what to do, and then it seemed as though she was beginning to cry. I felt bad for her because I knew she often had nightmares, but this was the. Jerome was kissing me and two other strangers were feeling my body…I just parted my legs, giving this hand a little better access. A deep voice whispered in my ear; but he was not Jerome. It was the guy feeling my nipples from behind. He unbuttoned my dress on the front side and his both hands slid inside, caressing and pinching my hard nipples.The same guy started to lick and kiss my neck also.My legs parted even further, as the hand moved between my inner thighs. I lifted my legs; so one now. I went to the window and looked out to see Beth talking to Jake who had come over when he saw her leaving. They were talking about me as Beth was telling my tormentor that I was staying home from work today. Just then Jake looked up and saw me in the window. His smile was dark and menacing and I quickly moved away but not fast enough. He had definitely seen me.I heard the two of them say their goodbyes and listened as my wife started her car and drove away. I was terrified to look out again.