...
Quentin pulls back and they stare into each 
other's eyes. 
"I've been so afraid," she says. "I didn't 
understand any of it." 
She takes a deep breath. 
"And then the things that you said to me last 
night."
Quentin turns away, unable to face her. But then
turning back, he apologizes saying, "I didn't 
mean any of it then," before turning away again
and affectionately kissing her fingers.
She sighs. "No, I know you didn't."
Tracy tenderly pulls Quentin's face back toward 
her saying, "Quentin, look at me." 
But his eyes avert hers.
She asks, "Do you love me?"
Finally, he looks into her eyes. He whispers, 
"Yes ... God, yes." 
He kisses her, and they embrace tenderly.
But then he pulls back. The sounds of the wind can 
suddenly be heard swirling in the room. An evil 
smile crosses his face. He presses himself upon 
her and kisses her violently as Tracy struggles.
"Hmm! Stop it! Quentin! Stop it! You're hurtING 
ME!" 
TRACY TRIES TO FIGHT HIM OFF, BUT QUENTIN PINS HER 
ARMS AND STARTS TO SQUEEZE HER LEFT BREAST 
ROUGHLY.
"Quentin, please don't touch me like that."
He again grabs her arms as she struggles. 
Tracy crys out in pain, "Stop it!"
Quentin pins hers arms back saying, "You have such 
a lovely body."
AGAIN HIS HAND SLIPS DOWN, AND HE FONDLES HER 
BREAST, smiling evily. Quentin then grabs her by 
the hair. Tracy cries out. The exertion of trying 
to fend him off causes her to breathe heavily.
"I'll touch you whenever and however I want," 
Quentin announces. "And if you don't like it, you 
can always leave."
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