"You have your keys, right?" Right here." He patted his jeans pocket. He wore the outfit she had found him in under his riding gear, the back still st...ined with blood. None of her clothing would fit him. Ve, in the back seat, looking around curiously, wore a pair of her jeans, the legs rolled up a bit, and a Buffalo Bills sweatshirt she didn't care about. If that one burned up, no big loss. Canth sat as far away from the red girl as he could on the bench seat."Let's do this, then." Turning the. " No, it's all public record," Herman said with a shrug. "You worked sex crimes so what I'm going to tell you is probably old news. When you're dealing with a child sex offender, most people are caught the first time. It is rare for child sex offenders to get away with a single criminal act." Okay," Holly said."Well, I'm the typical sex offender," Herman said. "A dozen years ago, when the Internet was in its infancy, it was unregulated. It was almost completely lawless. Child sex sites were. He could have his fantasy. He could be some Dominatrix's pampered, obedient slave. But he could also have his other fantasy. He could finally have the strength to do or be whatever he wanted. "I want to be like one of those Doms in the magazines." So a personality change? Well, me buck-o, you got to be a little more specific. You need to either describe your new personality or choose a specific person for me to use as a model."Kyle thought about it. Kyle really didn't know enough about. Taking her in his arms, he rolls to his back as she lay on his chest. His fingertips graze her back gently. Holding him tightly she speaks his name….”Jake?” “Yes Maddi….” “Tell me a story?” “I’d love to.” "Once upon a time…there was a little boy and a little girl. The little girl moved when she was eight and found herself in a small town in the middle of nowhere. In time she made friends, but one in particular seemed to stick. Mary Ann's mother had developed a friendship with the mother of a.