That story cross the threshold.nThe scenes go back to my mind.nHe inspires respect.nIn that town.nHe's a priest and she's his wife.nMe, a poor girl who lives in their house.nI clean their home and warm his bed up.nDickhead!nLeave me alone.nDon't get my skin dirty.nDickhead!nLet me gonI won't talk to anyone.nI feel hate when he touches menOnly I'm sixteen...nHe's stealing my life.nHe sits down near me,nWhile his wife is watching TV.nWhen her glance is far away,nHe plays with his hand under my skirt.nnIt's my truth.nIt's my chance.nThe end of a nightmare.nTake a car now.nPark it near his home.nTwo shoots and fire in their house.n