.. So to allow him to have his way with her ... well, that just wasn’t something I was willing to do. So, I guess that day was when the excitement o... fantasy and the consequences of reality came to a crashing head for me.”“So why did you change your mind? ... Why did you go through with it?”“Well, like I told you ... Your mother and I talked ... We talked a lot about it, and I told her all the things I’m telling you now ... The fear I had of losing something ... Maybe losing her.“She understood. I told her that the next day I would be going at 8 and return at night 9 so she had to get up early and prepare my food and all. The next day I left but the work was not much and got over within half an hour i decided that there was no point in waiting there and decided to return home. By the time i reached home it was 5pm as I reached my apartment i saw that the door was open i immedialtely felt afraid that maybe she robbed us or something like that happened as i slowly walked in I saw her and. They hadn’t cleaned their fish yet, and Marian gave Nathan one of her good knives to do the work, telling him to do it out in the back yard, and to bury the guts, heads and tails. She was in a pensive mood. Harvey had been very rough with her this day, and she’d have to be careful to cover the bruises he’d left behind. He had been particularly savage with her breasts, biting them, almost drawing blood. She had loved it then, but they were sore now and she worried. If he got much more violent. Problems like now I'm supporting two teenage dropouts and continuously running off mobs of k**s with armfuls of beer. Lisa just turned eighteen now and feels so at home here in my house that at least once a week the household is turned upside down by one of her psychotic episodes. Episodes she justifies by repeating "no one understands what it is like to have been ****d by your own Dad at ten years old!!" I'm sure the neighbors wish she would get some therapy. To top it off the little tramp has.