”I dug my phone out of my pocket and looked at it.“It’s flat. Look John I’m too tired to talk now I want to go to bed. O.k.”I pushed past hi... and went to climb the stairs.“Mandy rang me, she was in tears, said she messed everything up. Did you have to upset her?” he sounded more angry than worried.I paused at the foot of the stairs and turned to him.“You two do a lot of telling each other everything don’t you. Did you ever think that I might be the one who has cause to be upset?” He was. It doesn't always happen right away."Such is the innocence and ignorance of youth.In the other bedroom, things were just as confused."Don't be mad, Daddy," said Judith, who decided she liked kissing her father like she had just done a few times."I don't know what to be," he sighed."I loved it," she said."You're not supposed to love that," he responded."I know, but I don't care," she said. "I love you." I love you too," he insisted. "You know that. But that doesn't make what happened right." It. He was 16 years old at the time. I wasnt experience with having a boyfriend or with anything sexual. But I knew that guys liked sex, especially older guys. We dated for a little while, before he started pressuring me to have sex with him. I always loved laying with him, cuddling, and laying on him ( when hes on the couch). I actually never thought much about sex, I mean Im only 12. Id let him finger me before, which I thought was good enough. I mean I was letting him do something that he wanted. "Oh I agree, and you can't go inside anywhere looking like that," he aadded.I managed to get a thermos of coffee into his car before he rushed out of my parking lot. Lucas had done his homework well it appeared. James's two year old Porsche was sitting in a corner of the small downtown park's parking lot. There were two or three other cars as well. I figured that was a good thing, since I wanted at least the threat of an audience. I wanted anything at all that would shake Smiley up a little.I.