Jodie Picoult
- Plain Truth
She wasn't Katie, that was his only thought. She didn't taste like Katie, like vanilla, and the size of her was all wrong in his arms, and when he pushed harder, the enamel of their teeth scraped. He groped for her breast, aware that she was trying to shove him back and getting frightened, but also aware that at least once, someone had at least done this and more to his Katie.
