” “No thanks Mr. Slater. I’ll be ok; I really don’t need a massage.” I said hoping to deter his actions. “Call me Jon. You don’t have to be so formal. No more calling me Mr. Slater, ok.” He completely ignored what I said and continued to lead me to the sofa. He pulled the string lace tie on the back of my cover-up that held it in place. After it became untied, he slipped it off of my shoulders letting it fall to the floor before guiding me down onto the sofa and onto my stomach.I thought, ‘I really should just get up and leave. Will he try something? Calm down; don’t overreact. What could he possibly do when the kid will be up soon?’I remained on the sofa even though my gut feeling was I’m making a huge mistake. As I looked up at him, I watched Jon’s eyes scan the entire length of my body stopping for a moment at my butt before he sat down and resumed the massage he started in the kitchen. “This position isn’t working.” He got up then straddled my body. Even though I was. I ran up to the van where everybody else was waiting and got in. George was in front and Coach Coulter was driving. Ellen and Nancy were in the first seat behind them, and Sandra, Shelly and Erica were in the next. That left room for me next to Nancy, so I sat there and buckled in. ‘Everybody ready?’ asked Coach Coulter. We all said ‘Yes.’ She started the van and headed out. We went to the freeway and got on heading south. The traffic was light which was nice. It meant that we wouldn’t be too long getting to the hospital. It took just under an hour for the trip all told. When we got to the hospital, we found Janny waiting in the emergency room waiting area. We all ran up to her and asked how Uncle Dar was doing. She said, ‘They have him in emergency right now. They said that they won’t know anything until after they run tests and see how he responds to antibiotics. Other than that, I don’t know anything. We’ll just have to wait until they tell us more.’ I asked, ‘Can we go up?’.
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