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even go to church. I don’t believe in God or Satan or angels or demons or any of that stuff. Why would I go to some demon ritual to try to get myself possessed?”
    “It’s not a demon ritual. They’re Loa, fallen angels. They help people. They can help us.”
    She crossed her slender arms over her chest and sighed in exasperation. She knew she looked like a child when she pouted. Not like the sexy nymphs with collagen-filled lips; she just looked like a spoiled brat. Her face was too cute and delicate for the type of sexuality women like that exuded. Her body was too thin and waiflike, almost boyish. She was glad for that. Part of the reason she kept her weight so low was to avoid sprouting the type of curves that, in her opinion, turned women into sex objects. That was just one more symptom of her dysfunction.
    Six years of college and a master’s in psychology and she had not been able to repair the damage done to her by the boys who had assaulted her years ago. She’d lost her virginity screaming and fighting as she was held down on a gymnasium floor by three boys she’d thought were her friends. She hadn’t fully trusted another man since. She couldn’t even stand being around her own father.
    April went away to college in Las Vegas to get away from all of them. None of the group therapy sessions or rape counselors or Jungian psychiatrists had done a thing for her. She was sick of trying.
    “It’s the same thing, and I’m not going. I’d feel like an idiot dancing around in some kind of Dionysian orgy.”
    “It’s not an orgy. Matt and Linda go see her every week, and look at what’s it’s done for them. They can’t keep their hands off each other. Maybe she could help us too?” Steve pleaded.
    His insistence was beginning to make April uncomfortable, as it always did. She didn’t think Steve would ever hurt her, but she knew how men could get when they were sexually frustrated, and Steve was well past the point of frustration. In the six months they’d been dating, she’d only had sex with him once, and she’d cried for almost an hour afterward. Every time he touched her, something inside her cringed, and she wanted to scream.
    What the fuck is wrong with me? She knew she loved him, but there had to be some other way to show it. “I’m not joining a cult just because I don’t want to fuck three times a day.”
    “You never want to fuck!”
    “You know why. Can’t you be a little sensitive?”
    “I’ve been sensitive for months, and I’ve got the calloused palms and tennis elbow to prove it. Now I’m just fucking horny and I’d like to sleep with the woman who claims to be in love with me. Why does that make me a bad person?”
    April dropped her face into her palms and shook her head. “It doesn’t. You’re not a bad person. I’m just not ready right now.”
    “Why can’t you just let it go? Are you going to spend the rest of your life hating men because of what a couple of assholes did to you back in high school? Sex can be fun, you know? It isn’t always like … like that. There wouldn’t be six billion human beings on the planet if people didn’t enjoy doing it at least a little.”
    He sighed and chewed his bottom lip. “You know, I could make it good for you. But you’re too hung up on what happened back then. Look, I love you, but I’m done. If you won’t even check this thing out … if you don’t want to even make an attempt to salvage what we have together, there’s no reason for me to stay. I really do love you, but I’ve got my needs, and there are plenty of women willing to fulfill them if you’re not.”
    April felt the rage build inside her, and for a second she could clearly see herself clawing Steve’s eyes out. She could almost feel her fingernails gouging into his eye sockets and shucking his eyeballs from his skull like oysters. She ground her teeth together, eyebrows furrowed, fingers curled into fists, her entire body trembling.
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