He takes me somewhere, and I sit with my eyes closed. I don't sleep, no. I relive over and over what happened to me in the bedroom. Is that how it happens? .. Or am I too vicious that I could not push him away? ..

At the very beginning, I could, I could do it. His touch on bare skin was too unexpected. It's like barking around a corner. And then ... I decided that I should try to get used to his hands, so as not to twitch every time he suddenly wants to touch me. And yet I knew that he would seduce me. Or seduce? And...