“To keep this story as short as possible, the bottom line was that the courts saw that what that wonderful man did was a crime. That man was your bi...-dad. He’s been in prison ever since that bad day. He may be paroled one of these days, and when he is you will meet him. And when you meet him you must, that’s must, treat him as you treat your daddy here. Because he saved me.“Kari, I promised him that, when you grew up, that you would do so. Kari, I need you to help me keep that promise,” said. I decided not to even talk to her about it anymore. I had lost my respect for her. Some things you just know; all I needed now was proof. I felt so sorry for our kids. I spent more time with them and the three of us always did things together. They always ran up to their mom when she came home and told her about their day.She always told them the same lies; "Boy, I sure wish I could have been there but mommy has to work."I wanted to hit her in the face so fucking bad, but I had to think of the. For her it was not silent but a loud ‘YES’repeated again and again. For me it was intense,silent but much more shattering than theres I felt naughty dirty even,my legs quivered,my whole body was bathed in sweat and my eyes were misty and glazed.It was a total rush of orgasmic joy,the like of which I had never experienced before an almost religious experience that touched every fibre of my being and I glided away like a kite on a breeze. If there is one moment in my life that I did not ever want. Sally loved everything about college life. She loved the classes, the social life, the dorm — even the school cafeteria! She was making plenty of friends with the other women in the dorm and in her classes, and she seemed to love them, too.And I think she loved me. I hadn't so much as looked at another woman since we'd come back from the island. Well, that's not literally true. I looked at plenty of women –- some of them with great admiration. I wasn't dead, and I was still a guy. But none of.