They'd been gone about half an hour and I was in the shower beating off when I lost it. That's all I can say. I completely lost any vestige of sanity I had. I just couldn't get my mind off of what Mom was doing. What Aunt Carol was supporting. Not to mention how risky and dangerous it was. It's warped, I know, but I thought, well, forget what I thought. At least I had a plan, and I was going to do something.

I spent the next few hours in the closet, working on my plan. It was sick, twisted, wrong, and driving me crazy. Every time I heard...