" Yeah, but there's less of that than there used to be." Cynthia glanced over her shoulder at the parents. "Apparently a few judges went too far. I kn...ow neither of you follow politics, but if you did, you'd know." So what we did wasn't incest." Shannon seemed adamant about that.Cynthia shrugged. "Only if you two think it is. There's no way you could make a baby, not at Claiborne. If you recall your Orientation, you'd remember that. And there's no dominance games, either, where somebody uses. It didn't occur to any of the news people that this man's time seemed to be worth a heck of a lot of money. He deflected every question until the producer got back, saying "No cash, no answers."The cameras were turned on and the interviewer began firing questions off."Mr ... uh Richardson ... Did you see Bob Winkle while you were in the house?" No, I didn't," said the man."Was he in the house?" I believe so, yes." What was it like in there?" I guess I'd have to say it was just a normal house.. . I... I mean... it?s... it?s not Your fault... itwasn?t Anybody?s fault... I mean... it must have been my own fault...perhaps it was something I said... or maybe... maybe it was the way Iwas caught by some of the Inmates... carelessly naked... just after myshower... maybe I teased Them into doing it... raping me... I... I meanmaking me suck Them like that... I... I didn?t mean to tease Them... so,it was probably my own fault... it... it has to be my own fault... or,if it wasn?t because I was. I thought if I just waited, we’d be okay. I never stopped wanting you, Sierra. I was going crazy without you.”I put my head on his shoulder, and we sat there together for a quiet minute while I struggled to contain the grateful tears that had appeared in my eyes.“I tried to talk to you about it this morning, but you weren’t listening.”I flushed again, embarrassed. “I didn’t hear a word you said, I am afraid to admit.” I bit my lip. “Sometimes the voices in my head are louder than the ones on.