"Yes," I said, deliberately putting a little lisp in my voice, and speaking a little softer. I had always loved Sheila's looks - and her manner. She w...s always very straightforward and assertive. She was attractive but not at all thin. She was tall, with nice legs, and a big bust. When I had my 'mommy' yearnings, which was often, she was always high up in my thoughts. Now here she was in my office, the door closed, and there I was, in my relatively girly look. "So you're gay?" she said.I. Carrie Livingston: journalist.The other five suspects sat on sofas and arm chairs. Four of them had been at the party but I only officially met one.They occupied a perfect party space. A nice sized kitchen lay on the other side of a counter. A hall at the back of the room led to where the bedrooms and bathrooms presumably hid. The front of the room had a wall of windows, which would have been a pleasant way to let the daylight and trade winds in except the for the opacity of the thick drapes. I finished packing everything and served everyone dinner. I did morelaundry and put it away. When I was done I went to bed.---The next day my mother kept me, my brother and sister home from school.My mother told me to take a shower so that my little thing was clean. Ispent the morning cleaning and doing laundry. Soon everyone was ready toleave."Okay Bobbie," my mother said, "we are going to leave as soon as yourbrother has the car packed."I heard the front door open and my brother walked in.. It took awhile but I finally got it in. then my wife handed me the lock. Finish it. Become the husband I know you are. I took the lock. Placed it into the hole in the pin and closed the lock shut. Then I removed the key and offered it to my wife. Is that how you show you love me. Is that showing respect to your wife. Get down on your knees and beg forgiveness. Than offer me the key the right way. Don’t make me have to tell you again.I knelt before her and did as I was told. She made me.