Paul boiled over. He slapped me right across the face, the first time in his life that he had hit me with full force. I mean he has hit me before (and not always on the face), playing around, but never like that. And never in front of others. He said, with menace in his voice, "Look Ash, we've all decided this is going to happen one way or another. If you don't like it our way, we can suggest another way that you'll think is even worse." I just looked at them all with my mouth open wide, in shock at the situation that was developing.(Part Two)

I stood there gazing at Paul, hoping that any minute I would wake up, and this would be a dream. But in my heart I knew it wasn't. I screamed at Paul to take me home now; that I hated him, and we were over. He said have it your way, bitch. Bob and Paul dragged me to the sofa and tossed me onto it. I stated to get really scared at this point, pleading with them to stop this before it went too far. Well, this turned Paul on even more. He said that if I would allow Beth to eat me, they might-just might, mind you-go easy on me. What could I do? I was terrified at what they might do if I didn't play along with them, and very reluctantly nodded my head.