But to answer your question, no, John did not screw your mother. We did have a really nice conversation over the last hour or so. It's nice to sit dow... with a cup of coffee and have a conversation with an adult once in a while. I've missed that since your father died."Jill had arrived at the tail end of Mom's response. She went up to her father and wrapped both arms around his right one, snuggling into it. Much the same as she did with me. She had a big smile on her face."Did you cure everybody. Fifteen was a tough time for a girl these days. There were lots of temptations. Maybe she'd better get Megan her own prescription. Just in case.She went back out to the big sunny room where she painted. She thought about doing some still life work, but that didn't appeal to her either. She'd liked doing portraits, but no one wanted those nowadays.She heard a sound and turned around."Hey mom." It was Robby. He'd just taken a shower and had a towel wrapped around his waist. "I'm out of lotion.. No one goes in the Temple dirty." My first memories about my classes were blurred. The following days I wasfeeling tired and exhausted. I didn't eat much. A man has spent so much timealone he would have time to think. The truth was that the gray days were justa shadow of the clay sculptures, I was making for practicing for the classes.Nothing more or less. I just became a passenger in my imagination travelingfrom one artwork to another. No thoughts about my parents. No thoughts aboutmy previous. Days gone by. i was living there alone. i had left the hope of rescue. and as it is none was gonna recognise me in this body.i used live naked as i had nothing wear. days gone by, i kept masturbating and feeling more horny day by day. and then the last of the strange thing took place and it changed my life and made me what i am today. it was evening and i was sitting under a palm. it was a sheer melancholy. i was feeling lonely and sad. i wanted to go back. i wanted some1 to talk with. and.