The door suddenly opened and I was pulled from my reverie.I explained to the principal why I was at his door and about everything that had happened to...the window in the bathroom, and even took him to the room in question, to show him the evidence. I gave him the names of the other two witnesses, who I spotted through the window, and assumed as he did, were the guilty party. He was happy to finally have someone come forward about the Terence Street Boys, knowing any other student would be too. How about in an hour?" Come over anytime, I'm just reading."We hung up and I felt more relief. My sister was always there for me and I could tell she didn't think I was a freak. I thought about her as I finished cleaning my apartment.I couldn't stop thinking about what to say. I wanted to tell her about stealing her panties and bras as a teenager, but she might get grossed out or mad at that. I wanted to tell her that seeing mom in her underwear may have been my inspiration, but I knew that. I don't think I've ever met anyone quite like her. She shoots from the hip, not out of any design; it's like she was programmed that way, genetically. Smart as hell. I see her owning her own chain of pharmacies someday. And she is so uninhibited it's uncanny." So I guess you like her?" She's great! Amy has incredible people instincts." Then why didn't we see Joanie coming from a mile away?" That one, I have been thinking about and the more I ponder it, the stranger it gets. The best I can. At that moment the bus stopped at a stop in some village 6 miles from my own. The doors opened and I felt the strong hand pushing me out of the bus. Aroused by the stroking of this mysterious man I immediately obliged. When the bus was gone I was left alone with him. I still hadn’t seen his face and tried to turn around when his two hands gripped me by the shoulders and stopped me. “Just don’t look behind you, keep walking and follow my orders”, he whispered.So we walked through the village.