It was only went he saw someone like Andrew having his adult life stripped away from him that the true horror of what his ex-wife had done to him was recalled. It made him feel guilty about his diapers and the messes he made in them. Then he would remember that night with the teenaged girl next door and he’d begin crying in shame over what he had done and how his mommy had punished him for his philandering. He hadn’t meant to go to bed with the nineteen-year-old girl, it had just been one of those things. Becky had been off to one of her all-night outings with her girlfriends, a Sabbat he believed she called it, and he had stopped in his favorite nudie bar on the way home for a few drinks. Once Becky had become the leader of her group, she had seemed to lose interest in any joy with Joe (as he was called then).

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