But I am lucky. I realize I am lucky, because I didn’t know what was really gonna happen to me. I didn’t know that…I wasn’t gonna be allowed t... leave…that they were gonna keep me. And my Spokeswoman said to me that I have to ask myself, why did all those other women end up as…prostitutes…and why didn’t that happen to me…why I was spared…and I don’t really know. I mean…maybe it was so that you could stop them from what they were doing. But I’m sorry for what I did…I’m sorry for everyone I. "Why don't you lower that towel?" he said. Was that a question, or an order? She let the towel slip off her shoulders but kept it around her waist. "Mmmm, nice tits. Now turn around and drop it," he said, more firmly this time. She turned her back to him, slowly lowered the towel, then dropped it completely. "Oh yes, what a great ass you have, Jen," he said, in a deep, lustful voice. "Now bend over."This is it, thought Jen, as she leaned over the bed and parted her legs a little so that he. "It's okay daddy," I told him. "I know you tried not to miss it." He smiled at me before he left. "I love you, my little honey bear." He said, calling me by my nickname from when I was small. "I love you too, daddy." I said as he left.Mom drove him to the airport, and while she was gone, Justin woke up. I did my best to care for him until mom got back, but eventually he got hungry and there was nothing I could do. I handed him off to her as soon as she got back. Once again I watched fascinated. I told her that I hoped she would enjoy herself, but that I wasn't at all interested. I figured that would be the end of it. After a month of these mediation sessions however, Sharon started trying to actively recruit me."John," she would say, "these sessions have changed my entire life. I really think they could help you too." Not interested."John," she would say, "these sessions are becoming an important part of my life. I really want to share that with you. It could really bring us closer.