She is afraidthat her husband Jack Morris, age thirty-eight and her daughterMichaelina, age thirteen weren't getting along. Alisa was the chiefbreadw...nner for the family ever since Jack stopped working due to an'accident' at work. Since then Jack became a stay at home dad to hisstep-daughter Mikie. Alisa had always earned more money than Jack anywayso it wasn't much of a problem.The three waited in Dr. Zaaijer outer office waiting for theirappointment. Mikie didn't want to be there and so. “Dona, what about your parents?” I whispered.“Shh!” she said again, slipping her blouse off and letting it fall behind her.I stood there, frozen, as she took off her bra. I saw her beautiful breasts in the dim glow from the nightlight. Warning bells rang in my head, Stephanie’s warnings flashed, but I tossed them aside as Dona unbuttoned her slacks, pushed them down her legs and stepped out of them. She didn’t stop there, slipping off her panties, then sliding under the covers. She reached into. And she never referred to him as Dad, Daddy, or any other way except as, ‘my father.’ That spoke volumes about her feelings.Stacy spoke up before I had a chance to reply. “At least your father didn’t hurt you,” was all she said. We both waited for her to elaborate. When she did, it hurt to hear the pain in her voice. “My mother was a submissive. My father used her like he would a hooker and then always had to hit her when he was done.“My sister and I had to hide in the cellar when my father. Putting my truck in four wheel drive and ease on the gas going now where I try rocking it still no where I get out to scope out the situation soonrelies I need a two truck.I grab my phone and call for a truck the person on the other end tells me it Will be six hours ,she gives me some other numbers to call the same story from the other companies.I decide to put a call into my trucker friend I get his answering service I live a message telling him this is the lady from the lake once again I.