Most importantly, I was dripping in my pants.For example, even though I was right by the fridge sometimes, I interrupted a slave from his work so I co...uld get served a drink or such thing. I had dad lick my boots once, and I used paulie's mouth as a urinal. When paulie had the chance to speak to dad, I heard him say: "Her vagina was wet", and dad whispered to him: "She's just like her mother".I acted as if I didn't hear it, but I felt complimented by what they said.Later on, I took a fifteen. I knew it was grasping at straws, but I knewthat I wasn't his only victim. Stephanie was out there somewhere, andmaybe Steve was still inside her.I thought tracking down Stephanie would be hard, but lo and behold,Arlene not only had Stephanie in her contacts, but in her "favorites"list. It was only 7 a.m., and I knew it would be way too early to call,so I tried my best to be patient. Made coffee, ate a waffle, drankcoffee, drank more coffee. Showered. I reached out to Arlene'ssensibilities. Carl was lucky to have Barb's love. In spite of our agreement that tonight had been only a one time thing, I found myself hoping that Barb would ask for a repeat some day.When I got home, around nine o'clock, my mother gave me fifteen minutes of grief over my failure to call and let her know I'd be eating supper and studying at a friend's house. My parents weren't strict with me, but they did insist that I keep them informed about where I was, and what I was doing. They never went around. She could install the two outside the doors that afternoon as well as the intruder lights and would return the next day to install the others indoors. I left her at work outside the front door just as Ms Rita turned up.I showed her to the kitchen and the broken pane in the back door. Her reputation was such that I felt safe to leave her to it. Craftswomen quickly lose business if they can’t be trusted. I returned to my office and began to type up my diary. I have kept a diary for many years,.