“Hey, I drew Number Three fair and square,” Tiffany said with a laugh. “I’ll keep my hands to myself, I guess. But you really need to head bac... to preschool. You seriously missed the lesson on sharing your toys with your friends.”Tiffany was small enough that she could draw her knees up and lie on the seat like a couch. Phil rubbed her back and soon she was asleep, despite the music blaring from the speakers and the loud chatter from the front seats. She slept for more than two hours before. He's never home anymore," she said with atrace of bitterness in her voice."What does your mother think of his job?" She hates it. I swear they hardly talk anymore. I'm worried they mightsplit up." They won't, I'm sure," I said, trying to make Cindy feel better."Mom said she's glad she has you for a client just in case somethinghappens and Dad moves out." God Cindy, I hope that doesn't happen." Me too." Does your father know about Amanda?" Mom said something about her to him, but I don't know. " Maggie plopped down in the kitchen chair like a sack of potatoes hitting the floor.I pulled my bathrobe belt tighter. "What's the matter?" That was Natalie." Her sister. "Peter gave Zoe sexual instruction last night." Peter was my brother-in-law and Zoe's dad."How did it go?" From the conversation fragments, I already knew, but I wanted the details."Awful! He practically raped her. She was bleeding and traumatized. Natalie doesn't know if Zoe will ever be the same. God, I'm so glad you knew. Maybe he allowed her to have sex with other men. Maybe he liked to watch.As I got up to leave I was prepared to respond to any invitation, but I detected none, so I headed back to my house in a small town by the sea and immediately had a wank while Monique’s energy was still in my loins.The interview was for a monthly local touristy magazine, so I wrote the piece up - it flowed pretty well - I sent it in and got on with my life.Then came the day when it was published and I immediately got an.