“I have no idea honey. I expect I’m trying to find out why the Thug de jour would pay you a visit.” I walked through the door she had pointed to...ard. John stayed outside. Josey’s room proved to be fairly orderly. Nothing out of place except the things that were obviously missing. I had a pretty good idea that we would find out eventually that her lap top had been taken from my cabin tent. The previous visitor could have taken an I-phone, but nothing much larger. Best I could do was get a feel. Oh hell, everything about this was almost too much.One of her hands, tickled it’s way up my back then squeezed at the muscles of my neck and shoulder. A wave snapped me back and out of my head. All the bullshit, just fell away. I was close to that line and getting lost in it. So, I took her head in my hands, stroked her hair, then guided her back up to my face with my eyes locked in to hers.She sighed when her mouth lost it's purpose. I gave it another one to fill its need. She sighed once. Anytime she wore her yoga pants to the mall guys from age 10 to age 70 would almost break their necks turning their heads so fast to look at it when she walked by. She had gone away for the week for soccer camp and during this time the laundry had started to pile up. The day of her return her father decided that even though he didn’t do the laundry he would do a couple loads so that she didn’t come back to a lot of work. The first two loads went fine but as he was sorting the third one he. Lots of things to square away.” Then Mike made shooing motions with his hands, “Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of her.”Erik stepped back, laughing, “Okay, okay. I’m leaving. See you guys later.”Melissa and Mike watched as Erik walked to the front door and left. Then Mike turned to Melissa and asked, “So have you ever had any self-defense classes or martial arts training?”She shook her head, “No.”He nodded thoughtfully, “You look like you’re in pretty good shape. Play sports?”“Not really. I.