You teach government and you seem somewhat competent so you understand the rights of the accused. I have the right to face my accuser. That was denied...to me. I have the right to see the evidence against me. That was denied to me. I have the right to talk to my parents since I am a minor. Ms. DuMont attempted to deny that to me. They accused me because I studied for a test and got a good grade! That's not evidence. That's not even circumstantial evidence. Then your girl, Emily, spilled the beans. ”Me: “You broke into my house? You hacked my laptop?”Beth: “You broke into his house, Christy? What book royalties, John?”Christy: “I broke into your house. I hacked your laptop. Book royalties for writing books, Beth.”Beth: “You write books, John?”Christy: “Yeah, he writes books, Beth.”Me: “Yeah, I write books. HOW did you break into my house, Christy? I have a state-of-the-art security system.”Christy: “Dad owns the security company, John...”Beth: “It was the first one he ever. Her makeup looked flawless, just enough to enhance her natural look without covering it up. Her lipstick was a deep red, reminiscent of black without going quite that far. The combination of the dark lipstick and her shampoo ad-like hair was startling. She was wearing a pair of gray woolen slacks that flowed with her curves. A darker gray cowl-neck sweater topped it off. It didn't mold to her breasts but it didn't hide them, by any means. She wore a pair of black leather shoes with one inch. Our work was wellstarted. The skirt was finished and the jacket beginning to take shape. Auntwas and extremely careful and competent seamstress so that the cut andworkmanship were excellentAll that day Mother and Aunt had alternately teased and dared me to go tothe theatre with them that night. Finally I took the dare and for the firsttime I really appeared in public as a woman.Dinner over we got on our hats and coats and walked to the carline. As thebrightly lighted car stopped for us, I.