It's fine for me. Unlike Cecily in "Importance of being Earnest," it's not "simply a very young girl's record of her own thoughts and impressions, and...consequently meant for publication." My journal is my journal. My dictionary says that's "a record of experiences, ideas, or reflections kept regularly for private use." So there, Mr. Simmonds!Dad stopped Mum from destroying the garden. They talked for a while and then Dad came inside. "Do you think you could sleep in my study for a while?" he. ..and he was still hard when we went to sleep. I just couldn't do it anymore. Still can't. I'm aroused but too sore to do it. The mind is willing but the body weak I guess. Poor James. He's still horny." "Why don't you take him and service him?" I said to Nadine. James said "That's not what I need the most." all the while looking directly at me. Nadine came over to me and sat next to me for a minute as Ed sat on the other side of me with James sitting just to his. He was big, strong, athletic, and powerful. He was just my type. I loved him with all my heart. I thought we could go through life being strong together. The problem was, he didn't respect MY strength. He wanted to make the decisions. He wanted to control me. I loved him, but I started to feel that he didn't love me enough.Even though I was careful, I guess I must have made a mistake. They suspected arson. It was common knowledge that my husband had enemies, so I thought my decision to. I was still standing at my house gate to have a glimpse of her again. While returning she came near me and asked did you study in physical education, I said yes but who told you? She said yes or no. I replied yes. She said she wanted to know about exercises and diet. I was so happy from inside, but couldn’t show it. I said surely I will tell you, but it will take time to explain and demonstrate. She said come to my house tomorrow at 11am then we will talk. But I had my job so I told her I can.