“You get used to the powered feedback systems,” Bryce said. His back was to her and he was strapping a bulky looking wrist watch to his arm. No, i... was more like one of those leather tubes that archers wore when they went shooting in a Robin Hood movie, or the magic bangles that Wonder Woman clapped on.Tiff pointed across the narrow tube that was the airlock arming station. “Whaaat is that?”“This?” Bryce turned to look at her, his lips growing wide. “This is just my friendly little PCM. Mark. I went to sleep. During sleeping I used to remove my tops and sleep with my bra and shorts. Its my usual.Around 10.30 I heard some footsteps. Before I could get up from my bed my dad entered the room. I switched on the lights.Me: (by covering my upper body with the blanket) what happened dad? Is there anything wrong?Dad: no dear its nothing wrong. I just came to have some words with youHe always used to call me dear or darling. I can see that he is very drunk than his usual and also he never. This particular Carroll’s was a common place for teenagers from the local high school to get their first jobs, so there was always a new crop of juniors and seniors coming through each year. I was one of the few full-time, adult employees, along with the manager, who was only a year older than I was.About 6 weeks after I started working there, four seniors from the local high school were hired for the summer to man the fry station, cook burgers, and work the counter. One, in particular, caught. “Sorry, man. We thought it was okay with you. We thought we had your green light after what happened Sunday night.” He sounded just like some hackneyed defense attorney making some plea in mitigation. “You better tell me all about it.” I did and I didn’t want to know the details. I knew it would hurt and upset, just as I knew it would excite me. “It was before work. Sue was in early having dropped you off at JFK. We had about ninety minutes before she had to start theater.” Alarm bells started.