Isn’t a virgin. I don’t know how or when or where it was taken from her, but my daughter has played the harlot in my house. The trouble is that I ...still love her, she’s still my daughter, and I do not wish her to be stoned. Nor does Deborah.“If you married her and discovered that she didn’t bleed as a maiden would, we would have to let you put her to death. We could never forgive you for that, even if it was within your rights as her husband. This would tear our family apart and you know it.. Was that your little walk of shame? It better be, if what you boasted about last night is true.”Your words hurt both my strained ears and my feelings. 'Why, oh why, do you have to rub in the guilt even more? Revenge for the last time I did it to you? From this point of view, yes, I deserve it.'I painfully swallow the two pills and, to your delight, burn my mouth trying to flush them down with a large sip of the soup. Tears shoot in my eyes from the pain on my tongue and I feel the pulsations in. She smiled and laughed and i showed her to dining room. Throughout dinner Melissa continuously teased me with her facial expressions at dinner and i was so ready to explode. We finished dinner and my mom and Melissa began cleaning up."Im sorry for bringing this up and hate to impose, but do you all mind if I use your shower tonight. My hot water tank is broken and my new one wont be installed for a few days." Melissa asked."Sure, feel free. If you need towels or wash cloths just let us know".. Here it came, the ultimatum. "Lee, either you decide you *trust* me, or get out." I must have looked puzzled. She explained the part that didn't need explaining. "Forever." I, uhh *do* trust you," I told her. "And I *promise* I'll stop, this time." I actually had a plan, one that would probably work, if she didn't stop me from doing it. It had worked once before, until somebody found out about it."You *idiot!*" she shrieked, and sobbed some more, before controlling herself. I had taken a step.