"They always say they regret being too nice to the little granddaughter of the Haters, but Elaine is mine now, no relation to the Ackermans, and they will love you."
Elaine's mind went blank and she froze, not understanding what Jeff meant by 'the enemy', after all, as far as she could remember, the two families were very close. But she didn't do anything rash, and didn't ask Jeff why, she just listened carefully to what Jeff had to say next.
She let Jeff tattoo her mouth, and for a moment looked at his hand stroking back and forth across her leg.
But it was only stroking, no one could think about kinky things after two nights in a row of no sleep.
It was a long time before Jeff heard Elaine, who had been silent, ask in a weak voice, "Are they, are they okay now ...?"
The voice was confused and her head was bowed.
"When your family suddenly moved away back then, exactly ..."