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347kind of enjoyed me being in control. It%u2019s a very rare thing, I believe,%u201d Harry said.%u201cWe are all a bit mad, I think,%u201d she said.%u201cYes. Maybe. Where do you live, Betty?%u201d%u201cOh. I still live with my parents, but these last few months I%u2019ve had a room upstairs here. The owner has me managing it while he manages a new pub he bought in Abingdon. I get it rent free as part of the deal. And you?%u201d%u201cFive minutes away. I take a short cut home, otherwise it%u2019s a bit longer,%u201d Harry replied. %u201cIt%u2019s a path through the village cemetery.%u201d%u201cI%u2019ll tell you what, Harry. You%u2019ve had a lot to drink. Let me escort you home and you can show me a few of the paintings. If it%u2019s only ten minutes away, I can get back quite quickly.%u201dHe looked at her, again%u2014drawn to her open legs and those light purple lace knickers. drawn so tightly across her crotch. As her head lifted to drink her gin and tonic, Betty sensed it%u2014his eyes focused on her crotch. This was exactly what she wanted.%u201cYou are a lovely young woman, Betty. Thank you, but there%u2019s no need. I don%u2019t want to put you out.%u201d%u201cI insist,%u201d she said, putting the glass back on the bar. %u201cWait here while I get my coat.%u201dShe wasn%u2019t sure but she knew she would enjoy finding out. At the moment she fetched her coat, she wondered if to kill him or not should he turned out not to be the one. After all, he was a man, and wasn%u2019t it a man who raped her? She put the long knife from the kitchenware she%u2019d stolen from home into the inside deep coat pocket and decided to wait to see if he fucked her or not. The man who did in the graveyard that fateful night loved the fact she was helpless. She must think of a way to duplicate that and find out.Insanity