Now tell me WHY.”Clara remained silent for a log moment, looking at the floor. She traced her foot in a circle and meekly said “I…I…”“Com...e on then,” I said sternly, and grasping Clara by her wrist, I pulled her over as though we were headed to the bedroom, as we had before. Clara liked being treated this way, and thought she knew the drill, so she was surprised when I stopped her at the door, and bent her over the arm of the couch.“you what Clara…WHAT?” I said sternly.“I…I wanted you for. "Handing over our last ticket, I told the man, "Give her one more spin. Poppa needs a new pair of shoes."The man stared at me in confusion for a moment, but then shook it off and turned back to the wheel. He gave it a spin, and when the first wheel stopped, I knew we weren't getting a fourth ring.I turned back to my companions and said, "Oh well, we got three, and had some fun." We have a grand prize winner!" The man behind me announced.I turned, and saw the wheels had landed in the proper. She's been using it to look in on me my bed in full view! "Your a perv!" "A perv? Look at you! What does that make you then?" The porn having been stolen from our parents stash. "At least I'm not spying on you while you masturbate!" "Really," She asks sassily, "how do you know I even do that at all?" "I'm sure you do. Look at you, your obviously in here... For a reason, right?" "What!... So what!?" Her face reddening."So, if your not going to admit this is wrong. It's because your in here to. You might like it.”Sawyer agreed, and I made him his first Screwdriver. He tasted it and determined the taste was not too offensive. He drank this drink as though it was soda, and asked for another.“Okay, but take it easy on this next one. I want you to sip it, not gulp it down. You don’t want to get sick and ruin our morning.” Sawyer nodded agreement as though he understood.We returned to the couch, and I decided to be direct and I asked, “So do you know why you are here today?”Sawyer’s face.