CHAPTER NINE
Sandy had had enough. There was no longer any need for her to pretend to herself that she could get out her situation honorably. She was nothing but a bundle of nerves. Everything in her house seemed to conspire to remind her of her original infidelity and her subsequent adulteries. How had she ever begun this? She had never before even dreamed of the existence in the world of monstrous people like Grover Jackson . . . and now here she was deeply involved with him.
It took her several days to recuperate from the encounter in the hotel. Even though her body had healed, she still felt ugly and dirty. She had moments when she almost wanted to destroy the voluptuous body that continued to inspire her attackers to scenes of such lustful depravity.
She realized finally that Grove
