He looked in the mirror and admitted that these few days at Stanhope had added some color to his cheeks. Breakfast was similar to yesterday but no one...was up yet. He filled his plate with the offerings, knowing that tomorrow’s fare would be much different. He sat down and looked around. There was so much here at Stanhope, the history, the tradition, the people. If only these walls could talk, such stories they could tell. ‘Morning, Father. You are up early.’ Yes, son. I was afraid you would try. "So you're saying they make pornographic movies and such?" Some of them are. Some of them are more classy stuff. It's nothing perverted, don't worry."Charlotte was being so nonchalant about it, but mom was obviously stricken with shock and horror that her son was dating the daughter of a porn producer and actress. For the first time I actually thought that Charlotte had done something really dumb.She looked from me to my mom, suddenly feeling a little uneasy."You should meet my parents. There's. My lady friend was catching up with her family and said she would be up shortly. While I n the shower I soaped up real good and braced myself for the cool water rinse. I stepped out of the shower in the air conditioning struggling to look for my towel. As I search I went back to the bedroom and heard a new voice say, “Are you looking for this? Which of course was my towel. I said well yes I am. The voice says for me to come closer to the bed in the dark room. My only hope was that it was not. I worked as a retail assistance in our local area electrical store and always got home at 5.30pm, my sister got home very shortly after leaving school at around 4pm, my mum and dad always arrive a little later at around 7pm. My sister and I had usually about an hour of time alone, we use just to chat, or cook or watch TV. It all started that evening on a Friday at 6pm, we were sitting down watching TV, I was drinking a cup of tea and she was sitting in the couch eating a fruit yogurt, the sound.