It's Been A Misery For Me, Living

I Enjoyed Sex And Indulged In It When I Fancied The Men.

Men, All Men, Were Always Trying To Get Hold Of Me, You Know.

The Fathers, If They Got Me Alone, Would Try To Kiss And Fondle Me. I Hated It.

As A Little Girl I Used To Daydream About My Real Father Coming On A White Horse To Rescue Me.

I Like To Think That People Live On In Other People's Memories.