You did not hear me from your office but, a little while ago, I cried, my head buried in our comforter at the foot of our bed. Tears relieve my stress...and clarity can come to me in such moments. When I had cried myself out, I looked in the mirror and noted my hair pulled back carelessly with a thick black hairband, my worn t-shirt, my faded leggings. When all of your attention is diverted from me to other things, I tend to let myself go. Resolution comes with clarity when I cry myself out and I. She realized how wrong this was supposed to be, but she did not care. She knew that what she was planning was looked upon as incest and was considered unlawful and sinful. She was sure that her father would not allow it to happen, yet she was also determined that it would.She had spent every weekend for a year with him and she had seen her father take surprise notice of her if she 'accidentally' bared a breast in front of him. And she noticed that when she wore the tight short-shorts (which she. She went on to explain that she and her husband liked to share men, and they both enjoyed the watching and the joining in. She also said that it was fine if I wasn't into guy on guy play. She told me that her husband didn't mind just sharing and watching, as long as he got his rocks off too. I did entertain the idea, but just didn't know how to proceed. Suddenly, all of my problems were solved in one fell swoop. I awoke one morning to my usual routine of coffee, the daily news, and checking out. It's quite possible that they'll spend the rest of their lives in jail. When they were offered a plea bargain for manslaughter, they both jumped at it." He took another sip of brandy. "And I, for one, am damned glad they did. If I'd been prosecuting the case, I'd not have wanted to go to trial armed with a statement obtained under hypnosis and a ten-year-old file containing cursory evidence at best."Stacie interrupted. "But Jeff, I have my memory back now, thanks to Dr. Woodrow. I could testify.