As the van travelled further down the road, he felt himself sliding backwards as if a giant hand was pressing him backwards. He slid through the back ...oors of the van and saw it was a black custom van. His eyes locked onto the license plate as he hung there in the air and then he was back in his room."I am losing my mind," Davy said to himself as he staggered back to his bed. Turning on the TV, he saw there was an Amber alert for a twelve-year-old blond girl named Karla Macintyre, kidnapped by. ..gold...at the frontdesk,ull give ur cards..;room 155; u hear the lady say.....emediatly a bell boi is called to get our luggage for us.e takes em with em on his chart...we folow him....ill slow down a bit....taking a good look at ur backside...just for a sec...ur gorgeous dark hair curling over ur shoulders....ur naked back....beautifull taile....gorgeous behind....leggs....and some high killer heels....u look back.....;come mike....behave; ur hand reaching for me...ill grab. ”“Well, there’s a lot of pictures, taken over twenty-five years. Some have my sister, some with my husband. And plenty more with friends.”“Wow!”“Oh, don’t forget to friend my husband, Tom.”“Oh, thanks! I will.”I’m noticing a lot of the friend requests are being accepted, and there’s some action in the feed. Let’s see ... one from a young man, I’m guessing around thirty, stripping out in a park. Damn, that’s a nice sausage! He even has a nice picture of his ass up there. There’s another from an. Since there were no room and he blocking the way there was not much I can do. I started to fight; I didn’t make any noise since I didn’t want others to know. He on the other hand pushed me to the end to the section, one hand holding me around my waist and the other hand started to press my boobs. He was holding me tightly, pressing and smooch my boobs harshly and I was in pain. I knew I couldn’t free myself and started to plead to let me go and cried that was he is doing is wrong and ruin my.