However, the small corner of my brain that remained rational realized that Clarice’s pride wouldn’t let her be a gold digger. I needed to deliver ...on my assertion that there was a way out of her financial troubles so we could be more or less financial equals when I told her I couldn’t live without her.I closed the door, got in the driver’s seat and started the truck. Jarvis opened the garage door, and I backed out of the garage. I turned the truck around, so I didn’t have to back up all the way. Except I really didn't get on with my life. Oh, my career prospered; I met and bedded a succession of lovely ladies and even got emotionally attached to a couple, but I was never able to go the extra step needed to make marriage a possibility. There was something missing in my life, an emptiness that I just couldn't seem to fill. One day, while getting ready to move to a new apartment, I was going through boxes of stuff, determined to throw away half of the junk I'd accumulated and never used.. Our hips began to move together rhythmically in time to the music as we made our way across the empty dance floor arms intertwined. I spun her around as the old floor vibrated beneath our feet. As the music came to an end, Jill dramatically bent back and extended her left leg up in the air, her curly brown hair nearly touching the old floor boards.With her leg up in the air, I held her tight by her thigh. I pressed her gorgeous body against mine as my arousal started to grow. Our groins pressed. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to push, I’m just confused.’ ‘Well, here goes,’ she said. ‘It all started when I was fifteen. I was walking home from church one Sunday night after services when Grant Jr, the pastor’s eighteen son and one of his buddies named Mike drove up and offered me a ride. I turned them down. They jumped out of the car and forced me to go with them, took me to a place down by a lake in some woods where they took turns raping me. It hurt…It hurt worse than any pain I’d ever known..