He tried to get it from him but he set up an account in Kimiko’s name requiring her on her to visit the bank the day she turns 18 or soon after. He ...laced a few security measures on it to prevent anyone but Kimiko taking it.”“Like what?” I ask.“Well for starters there is the fact the she has to be 18. She has to go down in person because it requires DNA, and password that is one of the voice authenticity types. Getting her DNA and finding another Japanese girl to get it would work, but nobody. So on and so forth, until I was married and free to indulge as newlyweds often do, for a while.Backing up a bit, there were the inevitable curiosities about what other guys did to relieve pressing urges. One semester at college I had a roommate who ran track and was always out at practices or meets; we had little more than a casual acquaintance because of our schedules. He was of average build and obviously in good shape, kind of on the wiry side. I was always a sound sleeper and the dorm. M when I went inside my house. The next morning I thought of complaining about the noise which was heard from her house last night. When I complained her about the noise she started crying immediately. I told her not to cry and asked what the problem was. But she didn’t answer me and said nothing.At that moment I took out my cell phone and showed her the video which was taken by me last night. She was shocked on seeing it. She begged me not to tell about this to anyone. I agreed to her but on. " Marilyn interrupted."Did you actually talk with Sarah about that?" No. My mother did and she said Sarah was telling lies." And you took your mother's word for it?" Jane nodded. I knew the signs; Marilyn was cocking both barrels and was going to fire soon."Well I did speak to Sarah. And she told me exactly what that pervert had tried to do and what he did do and I believe her. The police believed it too and that there was sufficient evidence there to go to Court. But you took your mother's.