As Marcia bent down to retrieve it, Greg pointed at Peter.In a flash, Peter slipped through the shower curtain and stepped in behind his step-sister. ...Marcia straightened up with a jerk, but before she could turn around Greg stepped in front of her. While she was staring in shock, Peter grabbed her from behind, one hand over her mouth and the other around her waist.Marcia tried to squirm out of his grasp. Peter's hand slipped easily on her sleek, soapy skin. Greg managed to take hold of her. Now where was I. Well, my daughter is very disturbed by your sordid little games." But we..." Oh do be quiet, and listen, I am trying to help you". Her severe tone made me stop, and I figured I had best hear her out. Besides I didn't really want to explain about our kinky games in the bedroom."She wanted to kick you out of the house, there and then. Throw you onto the street in your 'silly sissy uniform'. I begged her to give you a chance. You should thank me for my intervention."Silence hang. We’ll have plenty of space there.?Before Riley could stop her, they were out of the room. Riley kept her eyes firmly on the linoleum under her hands. The skin on her face and neck seemed to be burning with the force of her blush. She tried to switch her focus to the discomfort in her knees but she was nearly overwhelmed by embarrassment.Acting as if it were the most normal thing in the world, Amanda led her up and down the hallway several times. She had to correct Riley on a few occasions with. ‘Hated and suspicious’ were the words he’d used. He reckoned that I’d had something to do with Jill’s non-reply and failure to even acknowledge its contents or even Callan himself.Going right back to childhood, I’ve never had much of a poker-face, but I put my best foot forward.“Callan, you’ve got to remember, Jill was really, really hurt by what you did to her. You broke her heart, shattered it and stomped it into little pieces,” pausing to let my over the top words sink in, enjoying the.