“Raise your hand if anyone’s recording.” I commanded them in Italian. None of them did.I didn’t just make Lucinda tell me what she’s up to b...cause I suspected there was a reason that Helen just doesn’t do that all the time. The Thing doesn’t transmit digitally, so we can’t give someone a command over the phone or on a video call. After the stuff that happened to us last year when someone figured that out, my suspicion was that Lucinda might be creepy and paranoid enough to constantly record. I remember this one time laying in my bed hearing my parents going at it. My mom was very vocal while having sex and my dad was one of special encouraging words. This one time I remember first hearing the moans of my mom and wet slapping noises. Not sure what they was doing to make those noises but what ever they was doing sure was making my mom feel good. I remember hearing my dad asking my mom "How you like that baby"? my moms reply was "OH BABY DONT STOP" So I am guessing she was enjoying. I don’t want to be that weird mom who cant take her child to the pool or the beach so I’ve been looking for a way to learn. The YMCA offers group adult classes but to be honest I’m a little embarrassed by the thought of learning to swim with a bunch of other adults.” “Oh I see. That’s perfectly fine. I get off work at 430 everyday so I’m available for private lessons anytime between then and our 9 pm closing time.” “Is that the only time you’re available? You see I work nights and don’t get off. Rachel swallowed and responded softly. ‘What do you want?’ Jeff laughed, feigning surprise. ‘What do I want? C’mon! I haven’t seen you in forever. I just wanted to catch up and chat a bit about-.’ Rachel tensed as she felt the anger rising in her throat. It was bad enough that he obviously had some twisted plan. She didn’t need to be toyed with as well. ‘Jeff? Just cut the bullshit. Please. What do you want? Why did you send me that?’ Jeff’s friendly tone changed and he cleared his.