Chapter 63

• He continued unbuttoning my shirt while I tried to slap his hands away. Forceful and with no regard for me or my thoughts, he grabbed my hands in one arm and thrust them over my head, pinning them to the wall behind his office couch. With his free hand, he yanked open my blouse and admired my bra-covered breasts.
• “Nice,” he said. “I wish you were more cooperative. I’d like to take off the rest of your clothes, but I’m afraid you’re just going to do or say something unnecessary.”
• “Please,” I said. “You can’t do…”