When he taught me to start reading at three, he would give me word puzzles where I had to find the word or words in a paragraph that looked completely...normal, but gave absolutely no benefit to the content. Nothing would be changed in any way if they were removed. Computer aided editing would remove the hidden message before it ever went to print. I finally had a way to get a message to him or whomever was using his techniques. It pulled me out of my long funk. Mom was happy to see me come out. He had carried on like this for several weeks with Katherine, gradually drawing her into his world of cocaine, pornography, and hardcore sex. His plan was to slowly groom her into a total whore who he could take to his buddies sex parties to show off, put on film, and pass around to many dirty friends, but when David appeared on the scene after being transferred up through a channel beyond Max's control, he was caught off guard. David's natural youth and goodness, his nice looks and style were. ’ Anne looked up into his face, trying desperately to get a read on what was behind his words. Was this just a ploy to get her to relax, then he would spring. She looked carefully into his eyes but there wasn’t any hint of deceit, he seemed genuinely embarrassed by his outburst. ‘Please, Miss Summers, please sit down.’ Don asked as he motioned to the couch behind her. ‘Please.’ He repeated gently. Anne started to back up to return to the couch and Don was careful to take the chair farthest away. ” “I know, but how about it?” “I’ll have to get to know you better first, shall we go back to my place?" I thought about it for a moment. "Okay. Is it far?" "No, about ten minutes." She drove to her house, a very big detached place in a very wealthy area. “Is this yours?” I asked looking at the house from the car. It was three times the size of where I lived. “It belongs to my parents,” she answered. “Are they home?” “No, they’re in the south of France for the summer, I’m the rich bitch,.