A More Deserving Lover
Edited by Isaac Newton I stood in shock in the open doorway of the kitchen with two arms full of brown-bagged groceries for my family. There, on the couch in the living room, mere meters away from me, sat Lori Johanson, my daughter's long-time best friend, with her pleated, navy blue, school skirt up about her waist and her bare heels shoved into the cushions. My daughter was kneeling on the carpet before her, wearing white lace thigh-high stockings and a black leather studded collar about...