” she insisted almost pathetically. Mr. Hoffman just looked at her like a hungry leopard stalking an antelope in the African Sahara. He woke up and walked around her, slowly closing the door.“I want something that you have, something that’s more valuable than money.” He slowly went behind her, laid his hands on her shoulder, and massaged them, letting his actions infer the meaning.Katie panicked went it hit her. She did not know what to do so she just sat there like a helpless infant. Mr. Hoffman interpreted her immobility as the awaited green light. He, slowly and carefully moved his hands downwards groping her breasts feeling her soft nipples and letting his fingers pinch them. Katie instead of being turned on felt like crying. Tears were building up behind her eye lids awaiting realize. He grabbed her breast with both hands enjoying their tenderness, their youthfulness. He liked that they filled his big hands; he kissed her neck as his hands explored her body. Katie could feel him. .."Instantly, I motioned for her to be quiet and called out louder. "Mrs. Deal, This is Jim Saunders, I need to talk to you, are you decent? Could you come out for a moment?" Hearing no noises I walked to the back of the trailer through the short hallway prepared to knock on the bedroom door if need be. I didn't need to knock. All of the doors in the back were opened and, unless someone was hiding under one of the beds, no one was there.The bedroom was a jumble. The drawers to the worn dresser, in what I took to be the main bedroom, were opened and empty. I went and checked the closet and it was empty as well. Several small items of clothing and some coat hangers were strewn on the floor. A sock had muddy footprints across it. I went into the bathroom. The medicine cabinet had been thoroughly cleaned out. Not even a tooth brush was left. What the hell was going on? As I started back towards the living room I ran into Cindy, in the hall. She looked worried and confused. She asked,.
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