Helen could tell that Diane was going to read the whole letter and from the look of her eyes she seemed to be down to where the tick boxes were. Helen...knew what the questions were. Most of the questions were new. Originally only one question was asked. Did you give your daughter a spanking? However, in order to make the system more pressured for both the parent and school girl additional questions were asked. Did the spanking take more than ten minutes? Did you turn your daughters bottom bright. She was the only one in the house as the other two were staying at hostel because of their exams on that day she asked me who do I like most among them and I told her the truth from that day onwards we became very close. We usually slept in the same bed but on that particular vacation time I demanded I need a separate room and bed and but there was not enough space for that. So we decided to continue what we were doing in the past.During night I used to fell asleep by 10 O’clock but Seema would. But, just this once she had to break the rules. She tip toed into his office, shutting the door behind her and sat in her fathers computer chair., moving the mouse, brining the screen to life. She clicked open his internet, and checked his last visited web page.There it was, “Daddy Get Daughter Pregnant”. She pressed play. Skipping through, dragging the button along the time bar, stopping on certain spots. Watching. Her heart beating as she thought about her being the little girl underneath. They were supposed to use condoms with the exception of a few privileged ones who carried a photo card demonstrating that they were regularly tested for STIs. That took me to Saturday evening.Sunday was different. On arrival I had to go with the other guards, all of them, to a ‘worship’ service in the Reformatory chapel. The audio was piped to all the cells, too. Now, years later, I can tell you it was unmitigated, hypocritical bullshit. But I sat through it, biting my cheek, and tuned out the.