This is when the problem begins. You knew it would happen, 'cause you've been there on the other side of that fence a long time ago. But you cannot fully be prepared for it. There is no way.

It's all been fun and games up to now, but here is where the boys begin to play a part in your little girl's life. It's all just hope and pray, now. All control has left the building. The best you can hope for is that she will remember that you love her and that she will try not to hurt you too badly with her choices. Trust is an essential element at this point. It's really too late to change the outcome.

However, I will still grind the first little bastard that hurts her into a pulp so small that they won't be able to find a DNA sample.