Mom came in wearing her flattering workout clothes. We were talking about something and nothing when Dad came into the kitchen. He smiled at me, kisse... me softly, and then looked at her. No doubt in my mind about that look; it was pure lust. I know he didn't think I saw him.He said, "Morning, De De."She smiled nicely and replied, "Good Morning, Daniel."I know that people who are close have their own ways of communicating that might not be obvious to others. I also know that she saw that lust in. "Anybody." The people who run this whole thing." We had a word for those people,the ones we had never seen, the ones who had abducted and morphed us,the ones who put us into other women's minds and made their abuserswomen too. "Them."Purity snorted. "They must be so angry, they must hate us so much to beable to watch us going through this week after week."The day went on, Purity's body lay in her bed, twitching, lips smacking,as she worked. With the house tidy I went to the Spa Shop around. "Open it now."I twisted and swung my arms trying in vain to push him away so most of itwent over my cheeks, but it was everywhere, I reeked of his pee. I wasdisgusted. He sneered caustically. "You missed my treat, but next timeyou will open your mouth properly and accept my generosity." He finishedquickly leaving me curled up in a ball on the floor crying.It took ages before I could stand, I finished my shower, as I walked outinto the bedroom Viv and Yves were locked in a passionate tongue. Em uttered a small unladylike oath. She answered the call. It was him. He was at work but could they see each other for a drink in an hour? Em said “Yes. But let’s make it my room. The bar here will probably shut when the restaurant does, and I’m its only diner.” The voice on the other end of the phone was familiar in all sorts of ways but older (it was nearly 15 years older) said, “Oh, OK. We’ll say nine-thirty. I’ll leave things to the crew tonight.” He was a journalist and ran the local.