" I remembered that Iwas speaking to a minister's wife. It was corny, but it couldn'thurt to say it. "I'm sure they're in a far better place now." ...'m sure," she said, pleased. "And I'm sure they're still lookingafter you where you are, keeping both you and Gayle fromtemptation. Gayle's father and I pray as I'm sure they do for yoursafe passage through all those iniquitous things we hear about inthat city you're in. Are any of them troubling Gayle, do youthink?"She was asking me to squeal. This material is only intended for adults. All minors should read no further!!The author claims a copyright.Humiliated in Albuquerque by slave shoelicker [email protected] few years back I began a new job that required I relocate to the southwest for a couple of months to the company training center located there. While I was there I met a young girl just out of college who was going through the same program. She had just turned twenty-one while I was approaching thirty-one. . “I work in the codes department at the county, reviewing blueprints and building permits and things like that. Mister Holden owns a company that builds houses, so I’ve met him a number of times because of that.”“Oh.” I guess that made sense, although I didn’t know what codes or permits were.“That was the second Mrs. Holden, the one your mother got into it with,” he added.“What happened to the first one?”“She died about ten years ago in a car accident. They had two children, but one was grown. Was money ... old money, of course she knew the day’s exchange. 1.78au a pound. Or ... the other conversion... 58 cents.“A year?”She flushed ... I recognised the symptoms ... took her arm ... and directed her halting steps to a chair. A sturdy chair. We made it.“Alice?”Alice had been watching. She was on the spot with a cold, damp towel and a glass of tepid water.“Hi ... I’m Alice,” Alice said. “I’m Abbie’s sister.” She noticed ‘that’ look. “I grew up with Abby ... she’s the only sister I’ve.