"Get upstairs and stay there till your father comes home I can't lookat you" she said to me in such a solemn and demanding voice and tone I hadnever h...eard her use before. "but ma I need your help, please ma" I begged her trying to cling toher tears rolling down my cheeks, but she pushed me away again. "Do as I say you dirty little slut, i don't want to look at you" shescreamed at me. I made my way upstairs, and lay on my bed and waited for my father to comehome. I heard my father's car. I'd been in the position for three months when the company decided to send me to a three day seminar in Detroit. The first day covered the current "hot button" topic — sexual harassment. What constituted sexual harassment, how to deal with it and yadda, yadda, yadda.There was a cocktail party that evening so you could meet others, socialize, exchange thoughts and ideas and network. I was getting a vodka tonic from the bar when I noticed him looking at me. Not just looking in my general. I could say nothing, and let her think everything was alright, then she might, or might not, find out the truth later. Or, I could tell her now and face the consequences, but at least I wouldn't be lying to her.I decided I owed it to her be honest. She was taking care of me, and if I started keeping things from her it would probably hurt her in the long run. I carefully thought about what to say to her, as I didn't want to upset her too much. I took a break from homework and watched some TV on. There were seven of us in the station wagon and this private party was beginning to develop well before we arrived at the ranch.Hannah asked Belle, “Belle, since you and your sisters are from Texas, can you teach us how to two-step?”“Sure - Reina and I love two-stepping and we can have each of you, including Josey, two-stepping in a matter of minutes.”I told them, “I’m not good at those spins and turns. I’m okay making it around the dance floor - as long as I don’t have to two-step.