She had never witnessed their amours in the past but this time she was going to look in on them. Gerald had taught her a lot about sex but there was n...o reason to assume that he knew everything. It could be most instructive to see her parents in action.Curiosity had always been Donna's modus vivendi. Scared of the rest of the world, she had kept her observations in the family. It stood to reason that she would be the same way about sex. It was wrong to spy on her parents, she told herself again,. PTA's and Church bake sales were wonderful, but she needed more. "Are you going to let my dinner burn or are you going to pay attention to it?" her husband said, snapping her back to reality. She smiled and took the pan off the stove. Dinner went the way it always went. Everyone grabbed the food and filled their plates. The dog kept barking again and again to convince her husband to give him food. Her husband yelled at the six year old because he played with his food. The whole time, the twins. ”He treats me. It stings terribly, but it’s what I deserve. Or so he keeps telling me.I lay out to rest and he vanishes. The pain is exquisite and I don’t quite sleep, drifting in and out.In the middle of the night he creeps in, obviously assuming I’m asleep. His cool hand touches my forehead. If he’s looking for a fever, he doesn’t find one. I wonder if I’m hallucinating when I feel him push back my hair in something that almost feels like tenderness.Then I feel him poking around my wound. I’m. As they got closer Aspen saw her worse nightmare appear before her eyes. It was HIM; the man she had made a fool of herself in front of. Floor now is the time to open up and swallow me whole, Aspen thought, willing and praying for the floor to do just that. Swallowing hard, Aspen put on her professional face and held out her hand saying, “I am sorry about this inconvenience but we will straighten it out.”“I don’t give a damn who does what but I want this straightened out like five minutes ago..