Roger went to the door and watched as the woman got out of the car. As soon as she stood up straight Roger saw that it was Lee. He was surprised. He t...ought that he would never see her again after that night in the hotel."Damn, you're a hard man to find," she said as she stepped onto the porch, "Couldn't you find a place a little farther from civilization?" What are you doing in this neck of the woods?" Roger said."I just had to see your smiling face. Shit, you look terrible. When was the last. You liked it, didn’t you? And now you’re letting your slut nature take over while I’m trying to discipline you!” “No, Daddy! No! It isn’t…I didn’t…I…” “SHUT UP, WHORE!” he screamed, “you should be ashamed of yourself, getting turned on by your own father like this, but you aren’t, are you? Well, I’m gonna teach you to be ashamed! And I’m starting with your dirty little whore nipples!” And with that, he dropped my head to the floor, and moved down; holding the belt with his right hand,. Most people think I was the executive producer but I wasn't. I fronted most of the capital for the movie. The executive producer put his name on the bottom. He arranged it by the amount of capital for the positions on the list of producers. I ask him why he did that. He said my mother had arranged that way just so some people would assume I was the executive producer. He and my mother had been friends for a very long time and they loved putting me on the spot." Jewels giggling. “I know that. Mobile phones did not work there in the fold of the hills, nor in the village, though it was rumoured that a mast would be erected in the near future. No one knew where he was but George, and that suited him fine. As he drew up before the front door, Mr and Mrs McLeod came out onto the steps and greeted him, James McLeod with a handshake and broad smile and Bridget with a kiss on both cheeks. James McLeod was a tall gaunt looking man, almost a caricature of a highland Scotsman. Bridget was.