"Where did you get your dollhouse?" Hannah asked.

"My grandfather built it for me when I was 5 or 6."

"I'm almost 6!"

Sasha chuckled. "So I've heard!"

"It's a really cool dollhouse daddy! It has all kinds of furniture and the lights even work!"

"Is that so?" He asked as he washed her back.

Hannah nodded. "There are people in it too! A mom and a dad and…"

Sasha felt the room begin to get fuzzy. Her heart began to beat rapidly. She drew her knees up to her chest and tried to regain control. She pushed her nails into her palms. It didn't work this time. The flashback was strong. She wasn't in the bathroom with Brian and Hannah. She was in the bathroom with Eric.

"Hold still Sasha! I don't want to spend all night giving you a bath! I have a date tonight!"

"You're hurting me Eric! Stop it!" She cried.

"Be quite! If mom and dad hear you they're going to be mad at you for not behaving!" He pushed his fingers deeper inside of her. "They're already upset about what happened to Danny last week. Do you want to upset them more?"

"No.." She whispered shaking her head.

"Good." He said adding another finger. Sasha winced in pain but he didn't seem to notice or to care. "You don't want me to tell them you're being a bad girl and not cooperating with me do you? You know what will happen if you're bad. They'll send you to an orphanage." He threatened.

"But you are hurting me." She cried again.

Eric withdrew his fingers. He soaped up a washcloth and proceeded to wash her chest. "Get used to it Sasha. Men are going to be doing worse than that to you for the rest of your life!"

The girl sobbed quietly. "Please don't let them send me away Eric. Please. I'll be good. I promise!"

He rinsed her off and stood up. He held open a towel for her to dry off with. Sasha stood up. Eric wrapped the towel around her and lifted her out of the tub. He dried her off and helped her put her nightclothes on. "And remember what happens if you tell anyone what I did." He said combing out her hair.

Sasha nodded silently. "I won't tell." She promised.

"That's a good girl." Eric said.

"Sasha!" Brian shook her arm. "Sasha! Are you OK?"

Sasha opened her eyes. She released her nails from her palms. They felt wet. She looked down and noticed she had broken the skin and her hands were bleeding. She closed her eyes again. 'Oh God!' she silently cursed. 'Now I've done it. How am I going to explain this to Brian? What if Hannah saw me?' She fought back the tears stinging her eyes.