Chapter 72

• SWEET SURRENDER
• “Get out!” Sam roared, taking his tearful stepdaughter in his arms. Dolores Hampton’s hateful face screwed up one final time to continue her diatribe against her daughter until she glimpsed the thunder in Sam’s face and knew she had gone too far.
• “You just want the little tramp for yourself you bastard!” she screamed in semi-triumph, “keep her and be damned to you both. She’s probably a better cocksucker when I’m not around anyway.”