I shakily swithched on the camera and Helen laid out a white bedsheet in one corner of the room. She was wearing a black two piece skirt and top with ... white lacey blouse - perfect for the courtroom. Slowly she lifted her skirt to show her stocking tops then knickers and corset and turned around for the back view. She faced me and slowly unbuttoned the top and let the skirt drop to the floor.Looking straight into my camera she asked me if I would like her to take the blouse off. What do you. Now we were both crying. She asked if I had time to sit and talk so we went to a little restaurant down the street. We were both very emotional . I couldn’t believe, after all these years, I had contact with my daughter again. “How is you father?” I asked? “Oh he’s great,” she said, “I can’t promise he’ll be as glad to see you as I am though.” “Oh now, honey,” I didn’t want him getting a restraining order or something, “please, don’t even tell him you saw me. He’ll never let me see you. One rainy evening they left the diner and were walking across the parking lot when a car driven by a woman in her eighties hit them. The old lady claimed she never saw them, but no matter, the wife slid head first into a curb and died on the scene from traumatic brain injuries. The husband suffered a shattered hip, knee and ankle on his left side and a broken right arm. He was months in the hospital and then in a rehabilitation facility, fighting to regain some of his independence.Finally,. I’ll show it to you later, right now, though, it’s time to open presents! C’mon, c’mon! Put this bathrobe on and follow me!’ Rio smiled, picking up a large black bathrobe from the footboard and holding it for Reina so she could put it on. Before Reina had a chance to look around the room she’d been in, Rio had whisked her away into a hallway and down some stairs. At the foot of the stairs was a door, which Reina assumed was the front door. Leading her to the right, Reina saw a large Christmas.