"God what is it with these people, you'd think I was a murderer," she said looking fraught with worry again at him."Look, calm down, they can't stop y...u competing," he said. "You are not a murderer but I might be if all this shit doesn't stop." I'm sorry John, just take me home," said Elaine starting to cry."No you've paid your entry fee and the horse is ready and so are you," he said loudly so the other competitors could hear.She tightened Storm's reins and kicked him forward towards the ring. I didn't go to football. Every day that went convinced me that I would behappier doing ballet. I loved ballet. It was the feeling that we wereflying. The other girls were much better than me, and that meant that Ihad to practice a lot at home.I was happy with my life. After a few weeks, I have forgotten that I oncewas a boy. I was no longer in interested things. I thought that boy'sclothes, toys and games were boring. Mum slowly bought me things to letme pursue my new hobbies. The relationship. You’ll always be ‘My Lula’ no matter what happens tonight or twenty years from tonight. I will always love you,’ he promised through a gaze drunk with lust but tempered with adoration. Lula shivered involuntarily before raising her eyes to meet his with her confident reply, ‘Jordan, if I’d thought otherwise, the world would probably cease to turn. I trust you. I care for you. I want you and I want to make you happy.’ The fact that Lula was unable to declare her undying love for him was not lost. I finally decided on a disc labelled "Sandy and Alan" which I thought had to be one of my mom's friends from work, a woman in her mid thirties with thick black curly hair. I turned on the player then took a seat on the couch. When the picture came on it showed Vivian dressed in a long, white satin robe. She smiled and waved. The picture panned out to show Sandy in a short, black see through nightie, naked underneath. She was sitting on the lap of her husband, Alan, who was naked and had his.