What exactly do you want from me?”“At the moment, companionship and conversation. In the future, perhaps intimacy, and after that, perhaps sexual ...elations. That might lead to something or it might not. Patience!”“I’m patient, I just don’t want to mislead you about anything,” I said.“Just be truthful and that can never happen,” she said with a smile.“I will. Next week I have a friend visiting from overseas, so I won’t be able to be here. I hope that’s OK.”“Of course. It’s still nearly two years. .it hurt Daddy," I wept, my face contorted into a grimace of disgust, "....and then one of the other ones put his finger in my rear, into my ... oh, anus,... you know, my bum Daddy...then he put his penis, his big Arab penis....they weren't circumcised Daddy... it was awful, filthy..." "Its okay sweetie, please stop, its okay don't cry. It was just a dream Steffie," my handsome Daddy insisted as I sobbed, trembling in his strong arms. "Daddy will never let you be hurt by anyone honey," he. I continue like this then decide to get bolder and just walk down the middle of the alley. I am about 6 houses down from mine when I see a cars headlights turn into the alley from the main road. I freeze. What do I do? Too far to run back to my gate, I run up the nearest driveway and see some trash cans to hide behind. I crouch down low and wait for the car to pass. What if it turns up into this driveway? I will be caught for sure. I pray it doesn't do that as it gets closer. I see the. ’ For the next fifteen minutes, she filled me in on what had happened to the family since they had moved away. I told her everything about my life, including my parents’ deaths only two years apart. It felt just like Mrs. C had never left, I would have been happy to remain there all afternoon, except that Heather blew in. I opened my mouth to say hello, but Heather froze me with a look and turned to her mother. ‘Mother, you know we’re paying them by the hour, don’t you?’ ‘Actually I’m paying.