"What is the woman's name and what street is it?" Bill replied. "I know where the commission houses are but they took up an entire block".'She is in B...arker Street, number 26 and her name is Sue Brownley"."Ok!' Bill replied. "I could drop in after I finish what I'm doing sometime this afternoon", he concluded and then hung up.It was after three thirty when he arrived at the address. Despite the houses being 'housing commission', they were well maintained so the occupants must have been a more. He evicted me while I was in a psychiatric hospital for no reason other than ‘You were mean to me.’ My social worker mentioned that he wanted the hospital to release me to homeless shelter so he didn’t have to give me any of my stuff. She advised him that it would be a bad move legally. He liked to tackle and threaten to kill. When I disagreed or felt tired of being ignored and bled dry for my time, housekeeping, rent, and lawn care, he’d assault me. When I struck back or screamed too loud,. So I mildly rubbed her back from neck to buttocks in a systematic way and every move ended in her but slit. Since the cloth was not removed over buts my finger got struck in the slit every time.She left the balls and caught on the shaft and pulled it down. The tip got exposed and blood red head was getting hard. She raised the hand and the tip closed. Three four times the action continued. Every time it was getting harder and the movement of skin was slow. Finally the it got fully exposed. Now. They took their coffee out to the garden and sat in the shade, Roger could see that Sammi wasn’t wearing a bra as her stiff nipples were poking through the thin fabric of her dress, “So how is Ollies football coming along” the old man asked trying to get a handle on how much his mother knew, Sam’s eyes lit up with some pride.“Oh daddy” she said, she was really into this daddy/daughter scenario which the old man actually loved,“He is doing really well, always comes home smiling and his coach now.