Fire Escape
Dad took my computer away, and told me to “Stay in your room.” It was bad enough being cooped up in the apartment all the time, but without my computer, what was I going to do? So, I got upset, and decided to go out anyway, but I couldn’t get over to the fire escape without inching sideways along the ledge. It was barely wide enough to get my feet on, and my toes hung off, but the fire-escape was past his bedroom window. So, I bent down to sit down on the sill. He was in there, with the laptop on his chest, and shaking it with his arm. I couldn’t believe it, the big hypocrite. He was jacking off, looking at my girlfriend, when he took the computer away in the first place …