"Then why weren't you wearing a condom when we caught you?" he asked.And that is how our parents found out that we had only had sex two times ... on t...e same day ... the day that they grounded us until we could learn how to get along.About two weeks before school started we were eating supper and Mom announced there would be a family conference afterwards. It had been easier to engage in abstinence, since getting caught screwing my sister's socks off. The same was true of Heather, though I bet. When he yelled at me and said my ass had to be on a plane to Denver in less than two hours, I'd had enough. I told him I wouldn't go. He told me I was fired, so I told him I just needed to get some personal papers, some pictures, and my checkbook out of my desk and I'd leave. He was giving me his answer when you came up." What did you mean when you said you'd had enough?" Last year, I went seventeen weeks in a row without having a weekend home. I was home for one weekend, then was gone for. ” her sentence trailing off into silence.Jenna took a deep breath and rubbed the palms of her hands along her thighs to try and calm down. She knew that her cousin knew her too well for her to be able to conceal anything from her. In fact she had decided to come out to L.A. in the hope that Cindy would be able to help. She was always able to help throughout high school and college. Still, talking about something so personal and painful was difficult.She drew a final deep breath and began to. It had a generous number of licenses and certificates that were prominently displayed in the waiting room. The placard on the secretary’s office pass said: “Denise McClain.” I assumed she was either Jack’s wife or daughter. She didn’t look a day over twenty, so I guessed his daughter.“My dad—I mean, Mr. McClain will see you now.”Jack had the look of a grizzly old private eye, even though his office didn’t. He had salt and pepper hair with a five o’clock shadow. He stood to shake my hand as I.