I mean if he hadn't been playing the part of a peeping tom at our place, he wouldn't have seen those two girls, wouldn't have seen a little deal that ...as taking place while he was there and we wouldn't have felt the need to follow him back to his house. His father wouldn't have sprung us using his wife for a little entertainment and we wouldn't have killed him. Then Bristoll wouldn't have murdered us, his mother wouldn't have died because of Cliff falling on the knife and he wouldn't have been. I never gave him my real name when we met because I thought better to be safe and probably deep down I thought like many Craigslist encounters, the guy would be a flake or a no show. So, after my first encounter in Master's basement it felt kind of wrong to say, "Hey uh, by the way, my name isn't really Carson it's HungJay!" Full disclosure, I'm married. My wife is awesome. Beautiful, sexy, very intelligent, all legs with a dancer's body, however her idea of sexual exploration is vanilla to say. Mentally she was a wretch and she needed a wholeyear to recover. Another year was needed to regain her smile.I needed some help myself and both Hanna Lora and Mark were great in thatrespect. I believed in loving and forgiving people, seeing the good ineveryone. I had confronted by the violence brought of hate andintolerance and I had been shaken as a result. But I finally realizedthat this was another occasion that had been sent to me for myedification. If I had not been there, my daughter. Not this. Just as tears began to well in my eyes a gentleman came over and offered to carry my bags; he waved down the bus and we both entered.I thanked him and turned to the back of the bus and a quiet spot to sort myself out. At first I just sat there for a few minutes feeling sorry for myself and cursing my husband for letting me down. As for my shoes I would make him buy me a new pair. Then it struck me; I had shoes and clothes in the bag; all I had to do was put them on.I checked out the.