It seemed like an eternity before she heard the bedroom door open. She could hear someone moving around the room but realized at once that it was not ...er husband. He always insulted her as soon as he came home. She was afraid of who it might be. She rolled around on the bed, trying to get the blindfold off to see who was there. It was no use. No matter how hard she tried, Beth couldn't get the blindfold off. Whoever was in the room still did not speak. She was lying on her back naked.All of a. The ensuing silence was long and tense. Pattys blush deepened, and she shamefully averted her eyes, avoiding the counselors calm stare. Already she knew that shed been caught. Horrible fantasies flashed through her minds eye: of newspaper headlines, of a judge denying her custody of her adopted son. Patty wondered if there was any point in trying to lie further. Im not going to tell anyone about this, Patty, Margaret said soothingly, as if reading her mind. Anything you admit to me will be. .." Joe, oh my God, Joe, what have I done..."I think that only at that moment they all started to understand the pain I was in.After about half an hour I patted their heads and declared I was going to bed for the night.I took a shower and slipped into our bed, to try another night with Celia without throwing up.Celia joined me after a while, still crying."I'm so sorry, Joe. I should have known that you'll be hurting bad, I just didn't know how much. I shouldn't have set up those phone. We know you’re a sensible boy but we don’t want you to take any risks with HIV or AIDS.”Dad handed me a plain brown paper bag. Inside were a couple of packs of condoms.“What are you talking about? What circumstances?”“It’s okay, son, your mother and I both know,” said Dad, tapping the side of his nose. “We just want you to know we still love you whatever your sexuality.”“I’m straight, Dad. Why is that an issue?”“It’s okay, son. We can understand you not wanting to come out while you’re still at.