Holding my hands over my mouth was more out of fear compared to what I wanted to do. To scream out and try and warn my daughter of the danger that was...so close to her.The knife he had seemed to disappear to a holder or pocket in his pants but what his hands did next made me want to puke right there. His hands slowly and deliberately undid the end of his buckle that held up his blue jeans. I closed my eyes but he told me to open them or else. When I forced them back open he let his pants drop. There was one more ready for pick up. Cory, my step sister, walked in just as I had pulled the envelope from the cabinet and scared the crap out of me. I felt like I had been caught with my hand in the cookie jar. I was still shaking as she walked up to me and I told her, “Damn Cory, don’t just bust in here like that”. She asked what was wrong and I held up the envelope as I described what had just happened. Cory’s eyes got wider and wider and she asked, “Dad takes nude photos?” I simply said,. Emma mustered herself together and cleared her throat, “This is very impressive sir.” Tom then shut everything down and they walked out of the room and Tom let Emma leave first as he wanted to catch as many free glances at her warm form as he could. After he locked the door he put his hand on Emma’s shoulder and pointed down the hallway and said, “And we move on.” Walking down the hallway they came to a work out facility, “So this is where you and I will keep in shape together.” They walked. “Fiona we know you were still in the house Saturday and we know what you saw” she said. It was no use lying. While Mr Walden’s eyes appeared shut they weren’t and he saw me. “I am sorry Mrs Walden” I said. There was nothing I could say. “I promise I won’t tell anyone. Please don’t sack me” I added. She smiled. “Oh honey we are not going to sack you” she said “and thank you for not telling anyone about our little secret. Goldie is a lovely dog and well trained and I love him to bit. But I think.