We stayed there for a couple of hours to mid afternoon before heading to do some shopping. We parked at one of the multi-storey car parks in Glasgow c...ntre and headed to shops. We had looked in a number of shops but Lisa hadn't found anything she liked. We were about to call it a day when Lisa got handed a leaflet for a shop called Ann Summer's who is a British adult themed shop, selling items ranging from sexy outfits/underwear to some marital aids. As we walked in I felt slightly awkward as I. “Anne? What are you doing?”“I don’t know.”He turned around to face me, and sat up. I looked into his eyes, as they scanned me up and down. “You’re still wearing your bathing suit.”“Oh…yea…I guess I never changed.”“Look I’m sorry. Forget about what I said. I don’t want you to hate me. I couldn’t stand that. I’ll talk to someone…”“I don’t hate you. I’m sorry I acted the way I did. It’s not your fault. I love you. Not quite the same way, but you’re my little brother, and I can’t hate you.”He. As I drove in I saw the two of them enter a room in front of where the Miata and another car was parked. I sat there as I watched the door close. I don't know how long I sat there. Shit, it could have been seconds or minutes - I just don't know."I then started to think. What was I going to do? Should I pound on the door? I had an idea - I would start the car up and drive it into the fucking room, right through the door. I actually started to move the car, until I settled down and regained a bit. I pulled into the parking lot of Ojai Preparatory just about noon. It had been a four hour drive up from South Central L.A because of the traffic on the coast highway. I'd had to borrow a car from Mr. Jacobs, the assistant principal of the school, but I would pay his kindness back at some point and he knew it. At least it had saved me having to take the bus, my usual modus operandi when I'd gone up there.Arriving, I headed for the administration office.I was still sitting there when the kids.