At first, I wasn’t old enough to even understand the feelings I had. Much later, school would help some. Within a few years, I could go to the homes...of other kids, after school and on weekends. By then though, I had found the solution to my problems. It had been there all along, it just took a while to realize it and make it work. Like all children, I think, I sensed a presence in my room. Even as an infant. It didn’t do anything, it was just there. I could feel it. As an adult, I’ve seen. I noticed you never write about them, even though they lived on Poseidonat. Willow does miss them, but the one letter she ever received from Rebecca was disappointing. I guess Rebecca noticed that you were uncomfortable with her lusts. Rebecca took it personally that you were unwilling to stand up to her about it and said that until you apologize she won't allow Willow to write to her parents. Your sister never said a thing because she didn't want to upset you.Sorry about that, I seem to be. " "Steven, why don't you come into my den for a second. I have a list of their selections we can look at and decide with Kate what we want to get." Why she wanted me to come with her to get the bakery list was a mystery, but dutiful son, I followed her. She found the menu in her desk, but leaned over after handing it to me. "Steven", she whispered conspiratorially, "The bakery is only two minutes away, but I don't want you back for an hour. I need to talk to your girlfriend." "But, Mom,. 'Well he aint fucking going anywhere near her the dirty bitch'she said and pulled her husband away while telling him what the guy had just said.Natalie was now on number 3,again bareback and still Dave was just sat in the car saying nothing.The car was rocking with the motion of his wife and stranger number 3 fucking right there in front of him.'Is your husband some sort of mug then?' said the guy with her.'No.he just does as he's told'she saidAnother couple had wandered over to the car to see.