"You live next door." For a moment, a look of total surprise appeared on Alex's face. But his surprise quickly faded, when he remembered he actually d...d live next door to the Broderick Malteen and his daughter Traci. "Where do you live?" re-asked Broderick. "I live next door, Mr. Malteen." Very good. Who are your parents?" My father is George Samuels. He's a construction worker. My mother is Betsy Samuels. She's a seamstress at the dress shop on King Way." "I'm sorry, but you're mistaken. .. As a delayed reaction from the accident." I don't really take pills," said Vee."Well, I'll give you a prescription of..." she began."He won't take them," I told her."Okay, you're supposed to take it easy for the next seventy two hours," she began. "And if anything changes. If you feel pain or soreness or any type of headache ... Come back in immediately."There were several clues that should have told me that things were not well, but I was so glad that Vee wasn't hurt that I managed to miss. As I spoke Fran?oise held my handscomfortingly. When I got to the bit about Mrs Smith fucking me over theback of the chair she was shocked. After a pause, she spoke."Is this the first time something like this has happened?"At that point I realised that I hadn't told her about the other incidentswith Mrs Smith since I had met Fran?oise."No," I responded quietly and proceeded to tell her about Mrs Smithgetting me to use the dildo on her and then use the vibrator on myself."Why didn't you tell me. I have severe trust issues. Seriously, how the hell am I supposed to trust anyone when the woman I loved and thought loved me, betrayed me with the worst possible person? Jimmy and I were closer than brothers, and he fucked Gretchen for no other reason than because he could.Neither of the two people I felt closer to than anyone else on earth gave even a passing thought to how badly what they did could hurt me. And to make things worse, they never even bothered to cover it up or try to hide.