One time he’d tried “toots”, but my glare had apparently gotten through, and he’d never used that particular term of endearment again.“I bel...eve an apology is in order.”I froze for a second, my mind racing, trying to work out what I needed to apologize for. Had I messed up? Had I taken their orders too slowly? Or worse, had I brought him the wrong drink?Forcing myself to take a deep breath, I reminded myself that I was an excellent waitress, and that I had nothing to apologize for. Especially. Are you ok with that?” Oddly, there was no protest. Addie agreed. I dropped her at the pool on my way to Home Depot. The master suite has a large closet that backs against Addie’s bedroom wall. During the afternoon, I cut a pass-though in the wall, framed it up and installed a one way mirror. All in all, pretty clever I thought. I brought Beth up and she had a look. The opening provided an unobstructed view of Addie’s bedroom, looking across her bed. Beth thought I was a genius and was very. She'd tested his theory the first time he raped her. She'd screamed her head off, but no one crashed through the door to rescue her.She groaned with dismay as a trickle of urine escaped. He'd beat her if she peed the bed - one of his rules. Like Carrie's parents, Baldy had a lot of rules. Unlike her parents, if she broke a rule, Baldy inflicted severe, physical pain. She shuddered as she recalled how his ham-like fists had pummeled her body. He hadn't struck her face, but he'd knocked the wind. I called their number."We met yesterday. I'll be honest with you. I don't want to be a queenbut since yesterday and the manner in which my career has been ruined Idon't see that I have any other choice. Yesterday was my first time indrag. Now the media have this image of me as some kind of gaytransvestite and I have been kicked out of the band." Listen, you are born naked and the rest is drag. You have to think ofthis as your mantra. Ok, we have a video shoot this afternoon. Everdanced.