”There was still one fact about myself that I did not like. That being that I still wore glasses. I know your saying just take them off or wear cont...cts. I could not go without my glasses, as I was blind as a bat without them. I could see close up but anything a foot away was nothing but a blur to me. As to contacts, I could not wear them as I had something wrong with my eyes and they caused me problems when I wore them.I also suffer from what they called Nystagmus that is an involuntary. I had no idea which one it was, but I knew I wouldn’t be going anywhere soon. I wasn’t a girly girl, so I had no panty hose with me to make a makeshift belt, if that even really worked! I darted back into the truck and slammed the door, rain dripping off of my nose and hair, soaking the interior. I growled in frustration and reached for my phone. No service. Great, wasn’t this just the perfect scenario for a horror movie? I lay my head against the headrest and thought hard. What could I do?. Her father had apparently gotten a hard-on from looking at her!!!For weeks this went on. Etta's masturbation fantasizes switched from a few of her singing idols to her father. After much struggling with the truth, she finally admitted to herself that her father wanted her and she actually was feeling 'something' for him... sexually!!!By the time of Etta's oldest sister's first anniversary, both she and her dad knew that if they ever found themselves alone, that something explosive might happen.. I mean you’ve been so...” Susan broke down in tears again. Morgan led her to the table and got her to sit.After a moments hesitation Susan started in on her soup like she hadn’t eaten in a week, Morgan guessed that was probably the case.“It isn’t true you know.” She said when she had finished the soup.“What isn’t?”“That I’m a slut who fucks around and got pregnant after a gang bang.” Susan looked like she was going to cry again before she pulled herself together.“Sit there a minute.” Morgan.