I have some questions about morality.”“I'll try to answer any questions you might have, my dear,” Doe said.“Can we go someplace to talk? I dro...e here from school, so I'm like an hour from campus.”“We can go to my suite. I have research materials there that might help you.”We already had a team staking out his hotel. Our equipment was in place everywhere in The Rev's rooms. This was going to be easy.It was surprising to see how blatant Doe's sexual moves were. We might have been able to make. Her mind, once so strong and clear, had drifted away under his onslaught of hatred and anger, violence and liquor. Now she wandered the house like a wraith, often wearing nothing but her robe. Without her I had nothing at all. She died, of a heart attack the doctor had said, but I knew that her heart was broken, and that's what killed her. My anger at my father rose, gathering steam, until I finally left. I had been accepted to college and planned to stay at home, but after mom died I changed. Then she was up and moving toward Fred. She was skipping. Like a little girl.Fred came back from the front railing pushing the stroller, his brow wrinkling when he saw what I was doing in so public a place. But he took in the scene and nodded, his eyes settling on Brenda for a long moment."I don't think we'll need the stroller for now, Freddy," she told him flatly. "If you can take it and the other things, we'll follow along with Lizzy." Sure," he answered. He nodded a sort of friendly/serious. Elaine had no idea why.The words Kendra had chosen were the first referring to Elaine's masturbation session and humiliating discovery. Once her heart had calmed, she was a bit pissed off at her roommate. Couldn't she just leave it alone?Elaine swallowed, remembering how Kendra had stepped one leg out wide as she stood up from the kitchen table that morning. Her robe had parted clear to the top of her thighs, exposing the stretched white cotton over her bulging mound to Elaine's stunned gaze..