Pass the soap, please.”Over breakfast, I mentioned, “Did I tell you the Ellen show called Peter asking if you’d be a guest?”“Really? Why?”...she asked, stuffing her face with scrambled eggs.Smiling at her innocence, I told her, “Because of your song.”“Oh.” A moment later, she said, “I don’t think I want to be on television. I’d be too nervous.”“I think you should do it.”“Why?”“So you’ll know what fame is like. You’ll know if that’s what you want.”“No thanks.”“So, how sore are you?” I asked.Amelia. ’ this didn’t seem to affect her much. She started fighting me off. However, my grip was too strong for her. I ripped open her nightie, took her in front of the mirror, and held her once again in the same position as before. I could see her crying, pleading me not to do anything. I said, ‘look at the mirror, don’t you think our bodies are made for each other?’ I turned her around, and kissed her on her lips. She tried to resist but as usual, I overpowered her. I pinned her to the wall, held. More

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