But the last thing he remembers is being on the couch in Mela’s arms. There is a stirring in the bed. Instantly his heart begins to hammer in his ch...st. His first thoughts of who it is in the bed with him are that of Mela. Slowly, he turns his head, closing his eyes in the process. Anders takes a quick, couple of breaths and then opens them.To his relief it isn’t Mela but his wife, Janelle. Once again, he doesn’t remember how he got there. Of course the explanation is simple: it is his bed. I again feel protected and safe.“Are you alright my pet? You worried me.”“Yes Sir, I guess it was just too much for me. I’m fine now.”I was fine, as good as I have ever felt in my life. The ride back to my house was only a few minutes away. I hated that our evening was already ending. I slipped my dress back on and straighten myself as we pulled into the driveway. We both got out and Mr. Kesler walked me to my door.“Amy, I had a wonderful time. You were more than I could have ever hoped for and. Seeing the house was probably the first concrete step I've made. The question is, would you consider selling it to me?" Hmmm, I would need to give this some thought son, have you got a telephone number I could call you on?" I gave him the camp number and told him I was usually available, if I was out Fred would take the call for me.We parted company with him promising to call me as soon as he had talked to his family and made a decision.As to be expected, the talk for the remainder of the trip. He was having sex with Mrs. Semple. Right there with another man watching. It ... it ... it was Daddy," she cried, bursting into tears."Oh, God. I'm so sorry, Dory." What am I going to do, Stevie? It's so ... so dirty. How can I live with them when they do this kind of thing?" Let's go home," I said with a sigh. "We'll get you cleaned up and you can stay at our house tonight. I don't want you to be alone."Dory sniffed and the tears still flowed, but she was able to walk with me to the car where.