Sentence The Onehundredandeightyfirst
Teri gave an involuntary shiver – it was more than 20 years since she'd last seen George Gill and she'd thought herself free of him and the memories but clearly not, for seeing his photograph in the paper had shaken her, and her initial reaction – not, go to the Police, but rather, have him killed – had shocked her, it was so visceral, so instinctive, so primal and it went against her whole nature, the 'civilised' woman she had grown into; yet it tapped into those deeper memories of herself, those of an
innocent girl, a helpless victim, who had, by her own strength of character, repudiated that role, extradited herself from her prison and had grown into a strong and determined woman who was no longer 'beholden' to a dominant man, one whose only interest had been in subjugating and corrupting her very innocence for his own pleasures and, in the false beliefs that Gill had truly loved her, and that she truly needed him and his 'love' and was utterly dependent on him, she had rejected her own family and willingly become his plaything, his toy, kept in the place that had first seemed a pleasure palace to the young girl but later she saw it as Gill's atelier, his workshop, or sex-shop where he perfected his use of her to heighten his orgasms and it was only when she eventually realised that his 'love' was simply a means to conquer her, to use and abuse her simply for the sake of enjoying her body, quaffing at the fountain of her youth and controlling her will, that she had been able to develop her own sense of self-esteem, self-worth, and escape his clutches, but that had not been easy, had caused her great pain and fear, for she had come to believe that it was only by virtue of being 'his' that she had any identity at all, that she 'needed' him, while he never 'needed' her, only regarding her as an object, albeit one that he wanted to possess; that she had been reduced in value to that of a sex-doll,
yes, not even a prostitute, who has own self-respect, for she merely hires out the use of her body, without ever conceding to her temporary tenant that power over her 'soul' which George Gill had stolen from the young Teri; so she understood why her response to the photograph had been so strong – George Gill had lost his right to own her, but otherwise he had been untouched by that loss, for he would simply have found someone else to use and for all she knew, he may have had other girls under his control while he had her, but she understood, from her own experience, that it would have been a simple matter for him to acquire other victims, to replace what had escaped from him and she knew in her heart that, by whatever means, George Gill had to be punished, whether that was by 'going public' and trusting the forces of Law and Justice, or by taking the matter entirely into her own hands, investigating Gill's life and trying to find other girls who had been similarly used by him and bringing retribution directly to him; oh she knew that would be the more satisfying course, and though no hoyden, she could summon up plenty of boisterous, roisterous, rumbustious behaviour when she wanted, and she wanted to avenge herself but she had to reconcile her own needs, with the needs of others, if she could find them, which was why she picked up the phone and dialled a number!
Teri gave an involuntary shiver – it was more than 20 years since she'd last seen George Gill and she'd thought herself free of him and the memories but clearly not, for seeing his photograph in the paper had shaken her, and her initial reaction – not, go to the Police, but rather, have him killed – had shocked her, it was so visceral, so instinctive, so primal and it went against her whole nature, the 'civilised' woman she had grown into; yet it tapped into those deeper memories of herself, those of an
innocent girl, a helpless victim, who had, by her own strength of character, repudiated that role, extradited herself from her prison and had grown into a strong and determined woman who was no longer 'beholden' to a dominant man, one whose only interest had been in subjugating and corrupting her very innocence for his own pleasures and, in the false beliefs that Gill had truly loved her, and that she truly needed him and his 'love' and was utterly dependent on him, she had rejected her own family and willingly become his plaything, his toy, kept in the place that had first seemed a pleasure palace to the young girl but later she saw it as Gill's atelier, his workshop, or sex-shop where he perfected his use of her to heighten his orgasms and it was only when she eventually realised that his 'love' was simply a means to conquer her, to use and abuse her simply for the sake of enjoying her body, quaffing at the fountain of her youth and controlling her will, that she had been able to develop her own sense of self-esteem, self-worth, and escape his clutches, but that had not been easy, had caused her great pain and fear, for she had come to believe that it was only by virtue of being 'his' that she had any identity at all, that she 'needed' him, while he never 'needed' her, only regarding her as an object, albeit one that he wanted to possess; that she had been reduced in value to that of a sex-doll,
yes, not even a prostitute, who has own self-respect, for she merely hires out the use of her body, without ever conceding to her temporary tenant that power over her 'soul' which George Gill had stolen from the young Teri; so she understood why her response to the photograph had been so strong – George Gill had lost his right to own her, but otherwise he had been untouched by that loss, for he would simply have found someone else to use and for all she knew, he may have had other girls under his control while he had her, but she understood, from her own experience, that it would have been a simple matter for him to acquire other victims, to replace what had escaped from him and she knew in her heart that, by whatever means, George Gill had to be punished, whether that was by 'going public' and trusting the forces of Law and Justice, or by taking the matter entirely into her own hands, investigating Gill's life and trying to find other girls who had been similarly used by him and bringing retribution directly to him; oh she knew that would be the more satisfying course, and though no hoyden, she could summon up plenty of boisterous, roisterous, rumbustious behaviour when she wanted, and she wanted to avenge herself but she had to reconcile her own needs, with the needs of others, if she could find them, which was why she picked up the phone and dialled a number!
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