Standing facing the mirror, I’m dressed in a white gown that is almost see through. My hands are sweaty and I can’t stop shaking. To make it worse, I think I’m gonna throw up too. I so don’t want to be here right now. Please God, save me.

　

“Spencer honey, come in here.” No! No! No! “It’s time” His cheery voice is only making my jitters worse.

　

Holding back my tears, I slowly make my way into the bedroom. Norman is sitting on the bed smiling at me. He’s wearing white also. Patting the spot beside him on the bed, he motions for me to join him.

　

Knowing better then to disobey, I take the available spot on the bed beside him.

　

“You are so beautiful” Rough cold hands brush my hair behind me. I look at him for a moment hoping that I can convince him to call off the whole thing with my eyes. He doesn’t care though. He has me exactly where he wants me. “Tonight is a very special night for us, Spencer” His fingers run down to my shoulders grasping them tightly before kissing my forehead. I stiffen at the touch. Please make this stop, I wish over and over again in my head.

　

Pulling away from me, I watch his eyes travel my whole body. “ Move up by the pillows and lay down.” He whispers into my ear. I glance at the door briefly wondering if I can make my escape. It’s pointless though cause I have nowhere to run. I’m stuck.

　

Doing as a good Mormon wife would, I obey. I lay on top of the sheets with my head on the pillow. Arms at my side and legs straight, I am scared stiff. My gown no longer hiding my curves and such, it now provides a silhouette of me. Slight dipping of the bed causes me to advert my eyes to him. He’s changed his position now. Norman is still sitting but facing the headboard instead.

　

“Beautiful” he whispers again before leaning down and pressing a kiss to my lips. It’s rough and hard. I can feel him trying to force his tongue into my mouth. I however do not allow it. Keeping my mouth clamped shut, I try to not think about what is happening. Until I feel him shift lower down on me. Older lips trace down my neck and I flinch at every nip.