Chapter 66
- Warm hands, her daddy’s hands, gripped her sore cheeks and separated them, baring her most intimate place to their view. Instinctively, she clenched, trying vainly to hide those secret parts from view.
- “Relax, Livvy,” Bryant scolded gently. “You know it’s just going to hurt more if you fight us.”
- “Why do you have to plug me? I don’t like it,” she whined, well aware she was lying through her teeth.