‘My guess is that he played the same way as he is now, he’s pretty involved.’ Samantha wanted to know too, she had wanted to know more about him... From his playing days to yesterday, she didn’t care. Anything that got her closer to understanding the man he was and being near him was making her happy. When she started to ask him questions about his careers, she felt like she had been quizzing him. He answered earnestly and in turn interrogated her about the life of a third grader. The man saw. “Hey, baby…when are you gonna be home?” He asked as she picked up her cell.“Uhm, I should be home in about an hour. Why?” She replied, slightly confused as to why he’s questioning her on her arrival. “Just curious…I have a surprise for you so hurry home.” “Okay…? What is it about?”“I can’t tell you, baby! Just hurry home, it’ll be worth it, I promise,” he finished as he hung up the phone before making sure he was ready for the night. Within twenty minutes, he was showered and waiting on his. Just don’t do it again or I might have to spank you," and giggled."MOTHER!" Cindy said and then started laughing. "Oh my God, I could just see you trying to give Brad a spanking," she said and then started laughing more and shaking her head."Hah, keep it up, young lady. I could give you a spanking too, you know," Marsha said and laughed out loud."Pffft. Yeah, right. I don’t think so," Cindy said then turned to Brad and asked, "You want to help me pull the sofa out?" Sure," Brad said.Brad. He led me down a long corridor. I heard the sound of Tran's voice sobbing, and shuddered in empathy of her suffering and in anticipation of my own. My master halted me with a yank at my shoulder, then pushed me forward onto my knees. My torso tumbled forward onto a padded platform. He pushed cotton into my ears, and I was plunged into silence and blindness. My eyes strained to detect shadows, my ears for any sound. I heard muffled booms and cries, and felt phantoms passing though the room, but.