Ringing phone. Collect from Florida – again. “I’m coming home. I’m tired of stripping. Plus, I miss you.”
“Yeah, what were you thinking? We’re not over just because my daddy made you leave.”
“Friday night, Baby. You’ll be in my arms!”
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“Are you going to sleep? You’ve barely even kissed me. Haven’t you missed me? Don’t you want to make love? What’s wrong?”
“Sorry, Deneen. I thought I could do this – but I can’t.”
“I don’t understand!”
“Don’t you know? Your dad raped me. Now, whenever I look at you, he is all that I see!”
Heart-stopping silence.