“What are you doing, Todd?!?!” I whispered in exclamation to the man in my bedroom. I wasn’t surprised to see my mom’s friend Todd because she had called me at school earlier and told me that he was fixing my computer for the umpteenth time in two years. What surprised me was that I had walked into the room just in time to see the 40 some odd year old man turn sideways in the chair and pick up one of my thongs from my bed. The hot Friday afternoon had been bad enough as it was, and now I had to deal with this.