Chapter Three
Anna stood under the shower, letting the hot water calm and soothe her body. The red lines where Vincent had struck her stung at first when the water hit them, but had quickly faded from her notice. She wondered whether she would ever feel clean again. Her crying jag with Devlin and the ease with which she had succumbed to his manual excitation of her lusts disturbed her. She had not felt such an authentic release of her pent up emotions in many years. The pleasure she had received while sucking on his tool seemed strange and perverse.
Vincent had told her she had a half hour to clean herself. She shook herself from her torpor and applied the luxurious soap that had been supplied with the bathroom to her body. She washed her privates thoroughly, eliminating the evidence of
