We meet Mr Impresario who seduces us with promises of bright lights and glamour. And instead we're stolen away, bought by a man that insists on callin...g us by our stage names and flown half way across the world to heaven knows where. I think that needs explanation." I don't remember the bit about bright lights and glamour," I said. "I think the best I offered was some better gigs. Isn't this a better gig?" I sat down on the bed beside her.She smiled, "Well it's better than that pub in Southwark. I was sexually hot seeing all those nude models. It was 11.30 pm.I was mad in sex & wanted to ease myself with a jerk off. While towards toilet I saw mom in her bed. She was deep asleep. My brain went out suddenly.I had made up my mind.I switched off the bed lamp & proceeded towards mom. I was in a high due to alcohol & thus feeling no shame. The powerful lust had taken full control of my mind.I just sat beside mom & grabbed her body.She woke up & shocked. She tried to protest,but couldn’t slip. Let you…all of you, feel the flame here tonight.’ There was again an almost hushed murmur as it made its way around the room. I let it, letting the flame build so to speak, the curiosity and interest as to what kind of parlor trick I might be making here shortly as they shuffled about in their seats anxiously. Barnum, of Barnum & Bailey’s circus might have been correct in his assumption that therewas a sucker born every minute. But it was my intent to show everyone here, they certainly weren’t. Joyce was sitting at the counter; she looked up at me expectantly. "Hey Mrs S. How's it going?" I stood and hopped nervously from foot to foot. "Fine. I would just like to say that I don't really approve of this relationship but after thinking about it for a while I realise you two are the only two in the world who understand what the other is going through." She eyed me up and down. "Under that façade I know there is really a very good person, Faith." I looked down at my leather pants and.