So I'm going to his sister's. There's an all-girls school in the town she lives near." That's just awful! Is the boy that helped you going to be ok?" ...xclaimed Mrs. Phelps"They had to operate to fix his arm and stop some bleeding inside but he'll be ok. I hope after a year or so I can come home and Mark will still like me. I just feel so bad he got hurt helping me." He would be a fool to be mad at you," stated Gorden"He's right dear," interrupted Mrs. Phelps. "That boy is a hero. I've known. I stepped over there, and saw that the wall that was shared with the bathroom had several shelves, but there was a wide space between the two shelves. I got one of Jackson's hand drills with a doorknob drill bit, located the spot were I guessed was just about the right height for someone sitting's face would be directly inline. I drilled a hole, smoothed it out with sandpaper, and made a sliding cover for it, carefully cleaning up after myself. Laughing, I had just created a glory hole in the. What he did know for sure was, as he dressed and packed for his journey home to Chicago, was that what happened in Vegas, stayed in Vegas, so his secret was safe and his reputation would not suffer.Jerry Jackson had learned a lot at Boy Scout camp that year. But he was as confused as ever about his manhood. He found out how mean boys could be, how easily he could be blackmailed into doing all sorts of stuff. But, most of all, he learned how being made to do as he was told and being sexually. Terence doted on her, and Margaret felt that for all his faults, the one thing that redeemed Terence was that he was a good father. For twelve years, the joy of taking care of their daughter blotted out any other problems they had in life. The fact that this was a life that Todd let Terence have faded into the background of Terence's mind. He was content again, and he wasn't going to let any doubt or uncertainty get in his way.The problems started as Jessica hit puberty, and it was clear she.