The ’70s were over. Promiscuity was again out. The Red Guards of AIDS and other STDs crushed the Sexual Cultural Revolution. I wondered if Edward kn...w things others didn’t from his research with his condom use.I was a survivor, happily married with children, due to stealth but also luck, luck that I didn't slip and trip, luck my husband didn't stumble on the truth and luck condoms kept me safe. Maybe it wasn't luck. Maybe it was my guardian angel, or my husband's or the kids'. Maybe God saved. My first instinct wass to yell at one of my siblings because Tom was great for messing with me. Before I could get a word out ofmy mouth I looked up and it was Alfred holding me down. I said " what the fuck Alfred. What are you doing?" He said " I want to fuck you." I yelled at him "get the fuck out of here you weirdo." He said "if you don't I will tell my Mom that I saw you, Jean and Tom having sex together." i said " that's a lie." He said got down in my face and said " when I spent the night. Jane started working at the end of April and bought a housefurther down the coast towards Devon. Once settled, she and Elizabethfinally got married and we attended the modest civil wedding with littlefuss and little publicity.The wedding breakfast served as the house warming and we all spent adelightful weekend where they finally informed us of the sexes of theirbabies. They were both girls, which pleased everybody for we thought thismight reduce the possibility of distress about fatherhood in. ’ I was like ok and thought she must have brought me some cake or something.as I was waiting I heard the gate like doorway into the section been closed.i got worried that some security personal had mistakenly locked the door and left us locked inside.so I looked out Of the window to call them as from the 2nd floor room i was in but couldn’t see anyone.then I went closed the window and turned around and saw gayani miss at doorway.i shouted ‘ someone had locked us inside miss.we must call the.