“Let me whip something up quick and I’ll get back to you, Gabe.” “No,” Abigail blurted. “I’ll make breakfast. You can tend to him.” P...t some clothes on him—she thought. Erica had made herself at home on one of the stools, busy with a small gaming device. When Abigail volunteered to make breakfast, she looked up with a pout, eyes big as saucers. “Ooh, maybe I should help, too.” Michael’s brows shot up. “Maybe not. Last time you tried to help in the kitchen the microwave caught fire.” Erica. I felt horribly so i desired to call him over and have a chat with him. Sort things out see what was his thought on the situation.I dialed his number.Phone ringed.S0n: hello.@unti3 norma: hey hun, how are you.s0n: hi mom, good and you?@unti3 norma: good, just wanted to invite you over to chat have some coffee. Would you be able to come over.s0n: yeah, when do you want me to come over.@unti3 norma: well when ever your free asap would be good.s0n: yeah, sure. I'll be right there.@unti3norma:. When I took the jumpsuit off, I realized that it was the only thing that I was wearing. I also noticed that I really needed to pee. He told me to sit in the chair, which had its leg holders down and in a sitting position, exactly like all of the other empty chairs, but nothing like the reclined position with the legs splayed out that the occupied chairs had. I also noticed that the women had no clothing nearby them. I got into the chair once the guard yelled at me again, bringing me back to. "I don't want to have to hurt you."She felt a thrill of horror and she automatically tried to push him away, but he quickly yanked the top of her coat halfway down her arms, efficiently trapping her in her own garment. The strength and expertise of his moves instinctively told her she was dealing with a professional, someone who had done this before."Wait! Wait!" she cried. "Do you want money? I'll give you money! There's money in my purse. Just don't hurt me!"That seemed to give him pause and.