The Woods were creating their home with four master suites so they could have one and each of their daughters could stay with as many of their spouses...as they wanted. And next month, the new home for Casa del Agua would be finished. It was kind of backwards in that it had a master for the casa, three bedrooms for children, and a second master for Jill and Jim when they visited the grandchildren. The houses were all within a couple hundred yards of our homes, but each of those occupied by. I am asleep almost at once.At breakfast, the other girls are all anxious to know where I'd been and what had happened to me but Jo tells them all that they are not to quiz me about it. She warns that any idle gossip about things that may or may not have gone on outside the centre will incur substantial demerits. That certainly seems to dampen down their curiosity and, since I am pretty certain that demerits will be passed my way too, it serves to discourage me from talking about it, too. Not. And of course watching mountains of porn.But now here he was, waiting at Waterloo station, for the person who was going to make the next three weeks hell rather than the potential heaven it could have been. He knew for a fact Mum had talked to emma about the long list of rules to which he had to adhere.The only upside might be that he had an indistinct memory that emma had been a good-looking girl. Of course at eight, he'd not really understood such things, but, if she were still as hot as he. "What's there baby? Nothin', that's what. Come on up here, have something to drink, cool you off." "No thank you" I answered with a smile and a sing-song voice that I didn't even intend. "What's your name, baby?" he yelled after me. "Xuani." He yelled something else but a passing car kept me from understanding it. I kept walking, feeling butterflies inside and wearing a huge grin. That was fun. I felt wanted, if only for a minute. I was the one that left him wanting. I was alive, and I.