Plus, the connection between Jackson and I had most certainly made it seem as if we were intimate with each other – or at least a religious hardline... would interpret it that way. The driver’s eyes narrowed and focused on me intently as he stared me down in his rear-view mirror. It was de ja vu all over again, except this time instead of a softening look of understanding he gave me a hardening look of judgment. His lips moved as he stared me down and I thought for sure he had mouthed the word. Our only priority was to rescue as many of the girls as we could. Any resistance – any effort to slow us down from achieving that objective - was to be eliminated immediately.We waited in two unmarked panel vans. We relaxed as best we could in the heat and confinement – I pulled the velcro-backed patch from a cargo pocket and centered the blood red demon eyes on my chest. It was my ritual, my transition from Kurt to the Monster.One hour after nightfall, her man killed the power to the entire. Looking out the window she shifted. Her bare legs extended out with the gown riding high up her thigh. She looked up and saw me across the way looking at her. Initially she started to shift away but something came over her and she turned ever so slightly in my direction exposing more of her leg. I am smitten. I am drawn to her body, to her face, to her eyes. As I stand from my desk, she is looking at me, daring me to stare at her. It is lunch time. No one is around. I act like I am going. Now over her neck he varied just a bit. He kissed gently all around the circle, tapping his tongue against her skin, knowing this was the top of her spine, sending bursts of excitement through her body. He used his tongue in the same fashion as on the shoulder blades, but much more deliberately, careful that only his tongue was touching her and nothing else. He traced intricate patterns with his tongue through the circle, slow then fast, firm then soft, kissing with his lips intermittently,.