Daniel spoke up.

"Dad, you need to stop picking on Krista. She did not let me fuck her, she had to force herself on me to help me realize what a gift sexuality is! She is kind and gentle... she brought me along from being coarse and uncaring to realizing how important my partner really *is* in sexual relations." He paced a bit, having raised his voice at his father.

"I've had a lot of time to think this last week," he continued. "I thought I was a good lover, because I watched you. There were times I got to the Hospital early, and turned on the Doctor's Observation system to watch you deal with patients. And I saw all the women you treated the way you do. The hitting, the choking, the forced sex with no foreplay and no lube and no caring; as long as you got your rocks off, that was all that mattered."

"Then I had the good fortune to be taken prisoner by Cian and Krista. I felt the caring in Krista's soul; she could have hurt me just to spite you, beaten me, raped me, hurt my mind. Instead, although they were both rough on me, they taught me that good treatment was more important. And they showed me how wrong your methods were. How badly you had hurt people. One of the last days, I happened to sneak a look at Krista and Cian making love. He was gentle and kind, and she was responsive. Oh, they bit each other and teased and pulled and such, but they showed each other what love really is."

"Dad, you are a cruel and evil man. The time you showed me Krista's pictures, all the nasty ones you had of her nude and begging and all, I should have realized. Then you compared her looks with Sis... how close alike they are, how it was almost like 'treating' your own daughter. My time of thinking and meditating alone made it clear: you were treating her, all right... treating her the way you wished you could treat your daughter. You've yelled at mom plenty of times about how you always wanted another son, why did she have to have a daughter. You've treated mom like crap, shutting her out of your life, ignoring her interests, criticizing her for raising Jessica to be such a bitch, so self-centered. How was she supposed to be? You *worshipped* her! You treated her as though she were made of spun glass, terribly fragile, could do no wrong. Why did she become a bitch? YOU did it. You and your twisted sexual desires!!" He was on a roll now, swatting his father on the side of his head, talking to him nose-to-nose, speaking baby-talk as though to a little child.

"Don't you understand, you stupid ass, this is a punishment for you? That your son and your wife learned from these two good people how you have treated those you swore to protect? That your first promise as a physician, to "do no harm" is being violated every day with your behaviors and policies? And we know. Mom knew a long time ago; that's why she went and got lost on the Net. She is hiding from it, and now has snapped, mentally, because of your treatment of this woman and many others. And me? I've learned from the loving these two have shown me how wrong you are in your methods and your personal behaviors. I am still here for one reason," he paused and got right in the Doctor's face, "BECAUSE I AM ASHAMED OF YOU! You make me sick to my stomach, literally. And I am going to create the same shit in your mind that you have done to so many others."

I was awed! This kid had some depth to his soul after all... and had thought it all out. He saw what was wrong with his family clearly. If Doctor stopped paying for his schooling, *I* was going to support him. He would help mankind.