She smacks him

Shawn's revolting command was too much, Taylor sat up and slapped him. Shawn then angrily grabbed her arm.

"I'll let you get away with that one, but you'll be back. Sluts like you can never get enough."

Shawn started to release her arm, then pulled her back.

"And if you are a good girl, I may make you my toy, getting tired of the old one."

He pulled her close and bit down on her over-sensitive nipple again. Taylor reluctantly let out a moan.

"One for the road."

Shawn then slapped her bare ass.

Taylor quickly grabbed her clothes and hurried out of the room, running right into Kendra.

"Whore!" Kendra snapped at her.

Taylor wanted to tear her eyes out, but she was so embarrassed she just turned away, running to the shower.

If Kendra was angry about Shawn comparing her breasts to Taylor's, she was on fire now.

"Oh I'll have my ****, and it will be served cold, very cold."

Meanwhile in the shower Taylor had teardrops falling as she tried to wash away the filth of what she had done. She hated herself even more for enjoying it. She was firm in her resolve though, she would never become like Kendra. No man would possess her in that way. She just needed to make sure he made things right for Zack and then she would find some way to get back at him... if she could find a way.

Wrapping her towel around her she hurried back to her room. She couldn't bring herself to put those clothes back on, so she found another pair of shorts and a t-shirt. She heard Zack murmur in his sleep. She laid down next to him and placed her hand on his cheek.

"I did this for you... and she's not even the right girl for you."

In his strange dream state, the words somehow broke through to his subconscious, "I did this for you, she's not the right girl for you."

Taylor rolled over and pulled the covers to her head, crying herself to sleep.