<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">Taylor cuddled into him like she used to cuddle into her father when she was little before her mom  ran him off, started bringing in an assortment of men to the house, she’d been fifteen when the physical abuse started but it wasn’t like beating it was more sexual. She’d lost her virginity to a boy in school, now she was sitting in the lap of a fellow patient just like herself. The idea of kissing him had crossed her mind but more importantly she’d also thought  about jumping his bones a few times, he was the only patient she could really relate too.</span>