My own Mother died when I was eight. For the next five years
I lived with my Father. Then, when I was thirteen, my Father
met another woman. After a short romance he married her and
we moved in to her house.
My new Step Mum had three daughters Liz who was fifteen,
Jayne who was the same age as me (thirteen) and little Becky
who was just eleven. When we moved in my Step Mum told me
that I would be subject to the same rules