Weena greeted me with the news that we were driving down to Margaret River."For the day or the weekend?" Just for the day. It'll be Pat's first trip."...Can I take him out on the boat?" Most certainly not! Mary and I will take care of him while you and Rob make fools of yourselves." Yes, dear."So, around 9:30 in the morning we got underway, Patrick safe in the rear seat. I just drove straight down Highway 1 to Bunbury and then 10 to Margaret River. There was virtually no traffic. We got to Mary's. Janet got tired of the early morning bike rides quickly. I was glad to be honest. It allowed me to get back to my own schedule. Janet and I worked on the Bitch Tory and her daughter the equally bitchy daughter Shelly.Shelly’s jail stay was only four days, but it changed her some. She learned a lesson from it. She learned to lie to her mother rather than confront her head on. It was a valuable life lesson. Most kids learned that much sooner, but Shelly had grown up sheltered by her grandparents.. I was allowed to wear flat shoes for cleaning, but it had been anordeal to get him to agree. He decided on a trade. I could clean in flatshoes, but would not be allowed to talk during dinner. Without gettingout of the house I didn't have much interesting to say anyway. I justnodded and listened and ate, letting my now shoulder-length hair fallacross my face.It also seemed right when he introduced the cage. "Cynthia, it's just notproper for a woman to shoot cum all over herself." I nodded. No, I don’t think it will ruin our friendship, I think it will make it stronger. I never ever knew that a man can be so gentle. You took your time with me.’ I said all this without even looking at him. My head had dropped so now I was looking over and down to my coffee cup. Again he took his hand and turned my chin so that he was now looking me right in the eyes. I saw the sparkle in his eyes that I saw earlier at the restaurant. ‘Look at me, I have wanted to make love to you for a long time..