"I don't know if I should mad at her, cause she didn't report me missing, and hasn't called, or grateful that she's left me alone." I think I can unde...stand that. I mean she should have been..." Dean was interrupted when a knock sounded. "Grand central station." He went to the door."Molly told me Cleo was here."Dean opened the door wide. "Good thing I woke up this morning hey?"Billy walked in. Such a simple statement but not at all what happens when Billy enters a room. Somehow he seems to draw. She was in her school dress (a shirt and a short skirt). As she entered the doctor’s room, he looked at her bare legs and big ass. He asked her to sit down and asked, “What problems do you have?”. She said, “I am depressed and see bad dreams”. He wrote her problems on his paper.He examined her eyes. After that he checked her blood pressure, he came to a conclusion that she was ok. He thought he had a good chance of fucking her. He said to her, “Your problem is a little complicated. I need to do. “He’s not dead. He’s just not thinking about anything.”I got out and tried the door as if I lived there. It opened. I moved in swiftly, ready to deal with Shithead if he wasn’t as under as Bobby thought. Shithead was limp on the bed. I bagged his head and cuffed his hands behind his back. I went to the door and motioned for Bobby to join me. Melody knew to stay in the car, ready to start it up at a moment’s notice.Shithead didn’t even have a change of clothes. All he had was a military duffle. I was greeted by Kevin who was closer to my expectation, being average height and medium framed; he spoke as man of high intelligence. What I was not suspecting were the two large black athletes lounging on a large couch behind him. Anyone would have known them throughout the State of Alabama. Ray, a senior running back, had hurt his knee early in the football season, and Neil, a large dominating linebacker, was only a sophomore but he was built like a Greek God. I introduced my self again and.