My father stood over me, shaking a finger in my face. ‘You don’t EVER talk to me like that, you little piece of shit!’ I kicked him in the balls... scrambled up, and bolted out the door, headed for the next-door neighbors, screaming for help. The Saxons were family friends. They saw me, looking like I’d been in an accident, bleeding, my pants soaked in urine, Mrs Saxon sat me on the porch, while her husband retreated into the house. My father came roaring out a moment later, cursing, screaming,. Then unbeknownst to her mother I started monitoring her. I bought Jessica a cell phone with a GPS chip in it. I put a program in her computer that allowed me to see what she was doing from my office or from my computer at home. I even monitored her phone calls.It was just a couple of weeks later that I intercepted a plot for her to slip out of the house on a school night, to meet with some boys, and that there would be drinking involved.I waited patiently for my wife to fall asleep, I listened. Merrill was waiting at thereception desk when we returned. She greeted me in a manner thatseemed to increase my excitement even more. "My, you look like a perfect young lady, and we haven't even begun to change you." Ms. Merrill said. Change me! Was there some hidden meaning in her statement?But before I could question her or even think about it very muchMs. Merrill had snapped several shots of me entering the door,and Janice was leading me to the working area of the salon. Atthis time I can. Taruna is simple sweet, strong by nature and chubby girl, who likes to openup with their friends and can talk too frank when she trusts someone. Hopefully, I was the one who always stayed in her trust zone, but because everyone was having crush on her, and she was irritated when come to know anyone having crush on her, I never said her anything.One day we were talking about random things and she was happy that I was able to understand her and had some of the same circumstances which she was.