I always thought the lady that raised me was crazy. She told me that Todd, the MAN OF THE HOUSE was a bad, bad man. I didn't believe her, not for one minute. He was always the good guy. At least that was what I told myself. He was always so good to us. I couldn't believe she was speaking so poorly about him. It didn't take long before I found out for myself -- the hard way I always thought the lady that raised me was crazy. She told me that Todd, the MAN OF THE HOUSE was a bad, bad man. I didn't believe her, not for one minute. He was always the good guy. At least that was what I told myself. He was always so good to us. I couldn't believe she was speaking so poorly about him. It didn't take long before I found out for myself -- the hard way, of course. He was a smooth talker. You know the kind. He said all the right things to fool you about who he really was. I fell for everything he said and did. I never thought he would use me, but he did...in more ways than one. His smooth talking got me right out of my panties and into his bed. How was I going to fix things? How was I going to get out of this mess?