Lisa’s Story
The Start That night when I was 18 and it all came out was the worst of my life. I found out later that Daddy called the police to come to the house. The lady Detective Sergeant told me that I was being arrested and I found my hands being dragged behind me by the uniformed cop and handcuffed. Daddy followed us to the police station in his car. At the police station the car parked in a yard at the back and the cop had his hand around my arm and made me walk to a door with a coded lock which buzzed us in. We were now in Custody Reception which was very loud. There were drunks everywhere and everyone was shouting. The DC patted me down and felt in the pockets of …