She had recently had a baby girl but was separated from her husband at the time. It was a rocky marriage. Anyway, she came to stay with us for awhile ...and my mom helped her with the baby and helped take care of her other k**s. Aunt Laura was breastfeeding the baby at the time.One day, I happened to be in my mom's bedroom with my mom, aunt Laura and the baby. The baby started to fuss and aunt Laura mentioned that it was feeding time. I started to leave the room and aunt Laura said, "Don't you. She had asked me to be quiet so I didn't want to ask her until we were behind closed doors. When she lead me into the room, it made more sense. The space was small and softly lit, very warm and cozy, with music playing and a padded table in the middle. Very small. She had clearly prepped it before we arrived - it smelled all incense new-agey. "You're a masseuse?" I asked. She smiled and nodded. Seriously, you can't make this shit up. She rented this space and worked as a licensed massage. She makes her own decisions." She's ten years old, Eric. She doesn't know any better." Well," I shrugged, just not caring."You have to stop this. Eric, this is serious. It's bad enough what you're doing - but now she could get pregnant!" That's what I'm hoping for," I winked. Yes, I'm a complete asshole... but I like it that way."You can't be serious. Eric... what's happened to you?" I sense she wanted a responsible, mature answer, but there was no way in hell I was going to give her one.. '"Welcome to the back of the class, Ms. Miller. It's detention for both ofyou," Ms. Adams shouted in Glen's face. Ms. Adams then turned away fromthem and went back to teaching the class. The rest of Glen's school day passed without an incident. As he headed tothe detention room, he ran into his daughter. She walked past the door,but did not enter. Glen stopped her and asked, "You're not going in?" Of course not. It's like we're not even related. They can scare a littledaddy's girl like you, but.