I was eventually understood. They said they could meet withme to discuss my situation at 10.I used some of my meager cash for a taxi to take me to the...r offices.My weak upper body and extreme body made me feel weak and vulnerable inthe back of the cab. I had to lock my arms and use my body weight topull open and close the cab door. I did make it safely to the lawoffices. I managed to extract myself from the cab. I felt extremelyself-conscious about my slutty appearance in the nice part of town.. When we got to crunches and I’d say I can’t go any longer, she’d say, “What? You CAN go longer? Okay, five more crunches!” She was tough on me but it began to show. My body slimmed down, I got my first job to pay for my gym membership, and I purchased nicer workout clothes as my confidence grew.One day she pulled me aside and said, “I’m so proud of you. We’ve accomplished so much together. But I just got a job offer across the country, so I’m moving. I want you to continue doing everything. ; ) I decided to leave my corset/garter and stockings on and put my jeans and t-shirt on over them. This started out as a practical solution but I suddenly became aroused at having my girly gear on under my normal clothes. So I stepped outside of my apartment, locked the door, and started down the stairs. Just as I am walking down, a beautiful black college age girl turns the corner carrying a large box up the same steps I am going down. At first I get an awkward rush of adrenaline but it. He was likely, still part of the problem. It was my first clue.I could smell bacon cooking. I marched into the kitchen."Mother, why did daddy cheat on you?" I asked straight away."That's none of your business." She didn't even turn from scrambling the eggs."No it isn't, but I don't want to grow up like father any more. I want to grow up like you."Occasionally, lightning can shoot out of a frying pan. Mother jumped up and nearly hurled the steaming skillet off of the stove. She didn't speak, but.