What happened last night?”“Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, and then you... puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door.”Confused, he asked his son, “So, why is everything in such perfect order and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me??”His son replies, “Oh THAT ... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, “Leave me. It was a largely unfinished open space featuring mattresses scattered around on the floor to use with sleeping bags.Bobby sat up and stretched. He was a little sore. Raul had made himself available to the kids to work on their karate as much as they liked. After Bobby's encounter with Van, and Julie's with her dad, they were both keen to work with him. Sammy worked with Raul to introduce Dave to the discipline as well, but they were not putting in as much time as Bobby and Julie, preferring to. Maybe things have changed?” Nancy was holding Paula and they were both crying now.“Maybe I can help you Paula,” Max offered. “When I was a criminal attorney we used to use this professional hypnotist to get to the repressed memories of some our victims. I studied it in psychology in college too. We had to quit using it when the upper courts ruled that we were planting memories not recovering lost memories. We were leading the witness, ha, ha. Anyway I think that the memory of that rape, and. For only an instant I wondered if Dad had a woman in there, but I knew he was too faithful to Mom for that to happen. Besides, I had by then picked up the cheesy background music of your garden variety porn flick. Giggling to myself, I realized Dad must be watching a porno.Then, like a head rush coming on it occurred to me: Dad's watching a porno! And that meant he was probably jerking off! I'd seen that, once, and I knew right away that if possible, I had to see it again! So very quietly I.