"But people that are supposed to help you shouldn't hurt you." Cissy said the words in a whisper, almost too afraid to say them out loud for fear that he may be listening somehow, that he might hear her, and then she'd really be in trouble.
She shrugged her shoulders slightly at the question. "Sex, mostly. Though I usually just come here alone." She turned to rest her back against the windowsill, watching the other man. "I usually have sex in the garden instead."