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I awoke next morning with an odd thought…I never looked in on Sarah before going to bed. I always looked in on her, and it bothered me that I could be so thoughtless.
I immediately went to her room…her bed had not been slept in. Downstairs a note, she was good at leaving them.
>Mother where are you? You didn’t come home from work. Heather phoned and ask me to come over and stay the night…that’s where I’m at. Why didn’t you call? – Love, Sarah
Jesus, I didn’t even call. I totally forgot. And the groceries, I had left them in the car. Ice Cream, milk, all melted and spoiled.
I made myself a cup of coffee, downed two aspirin…finally allowing my previous night of lust, and its possible consequences, to play thru my mind.
As hard as I had fought my new found sexual cravings I feared I was losing the battle. But teachers and students at my daughter’s school fraternizing…having abnormal sex…I couldn’t afford to be a part of that. But I was a part of it! Somehow I knew, in my weakest moment, I would succumb, no matter how shameful and depraved it might be.