Cassandra got to her room with her cheeks flushed and she rushed to her bed with her head bowed, fully aware of the eyes that peered at her as she walked past. The room had been noisy when she got in but it became quiet immediately she walked in and Cassandra had a weird feeling that their discussion had been about her. Why then would they stop when she got in?
There were just six girls in the large room and Cassandra wondered where the rest were. Shrugging the thought away, she hurried to her bed and fell on it, her face buried into her pillow as she replayed the events from the previous minutes. How dare he do that to her? What right did he have to do that to her?
She hated that her body had totally submitted to his control, responding to his every touch without any resistance. Why sho
