And this makes me feel especially ashamed given how much I hated and despised Judy at the time.Polly’s thesis of Judy’s great treachery needs more...than a few unkind comments from Jane and Jacquie (and probably also from Philippa and Bertha), but the necessary proof, at least as far as Polly’s concerned, came to light on the third day of the police investigationAt this stage we’d got used to reading reports in the Rock Hill Herald and the other local newspapers from the Charlotte metropolitan. As I get closer, I begin to make out the noise. I hear faint moans and screams coming from the living room."Haha my stupid brother must be down here watching the playboy channel," I think to myself. I tiptoe through the kitchen as quietly as I can. "He is going to be so embarrassed when I catch him watching porno in the living room!" I say in my head. I peek my head around the corner to see what is going on in there."Holy shit!" I almost let out, pulling my head back. My dad is completely naked. " I caught myself too late. "Aunt Amy what?" Tori asked smelling blood. "Did she spank your ass? Why?" More suspicion than sympathy in her voice. "It's nothing..." I said, trying to be nonchalant. "Tell me. Why?" "She caught me masturbating this morning after Cassy left." "What do you mean after Cassy left?" "I was in his room to tell him to meet us, remember?" Cassy jumped in nervously. "That's all." "So then you just decide to masturbate, and my mom catches you, huh? Something doesn't sound. "Never mind about what it's called, for now," Mrs. Ashton said, ushering meinto the changing room again, "What's important is its function. Please putit on, then put your shirt on again." You will find that your shirt hangs much more nicely," Mrs. Ashton said,tugging at the tails of my shirt, "because of the camisole's slipperyfabric." It shows under the shirt, doesn't it?" I asked."There's a pair of flesh-toned teddies in here for you, as well," theassistant quipped, "harder to spot under a.