He never saw him...the dark figure slipping from the corner, darting quickly behind his wife, wrapping his muscular arms around her and holding a knif... to her pretty neck. "Do exactly what I tell you, pretty boy!" the hooded figure commanded.Kevin froze in his tracks, hypnotized by the dark stranger who was holding his young wife across her waist with his arm. Her feet dangled above the ground. "What do you want?" Kevin asked with a tremor in his voice. "Lets start by you unbuttoning your. What did you say her uncle asked. I just said hello said Linda. Really i have a different story apparently there is some very expensive exotic attire there in packages called st Trinians outfits. You were looking at these then you asked Mr Roberts to buy a set for you and in return you stated that you would go with him to his house and put it on for him and sit on his knee. Linda was fuming thats a fucking lie i would never go near that dirty old pervert never,hes a bloody lier. It would seem. We never talked about sex, though.”“Were you two close?”“She was my sister. We did family stuff together, but never really hung out.”“How often were you alone with her?”“Not very. When we were younger, my grandmother watched us in the afternoons when we got home from school. When I got older I was in the chess club, so I usually didn’t get home until about the same time my parents did. I worked, hung out with my friends, and dated, so I wasn’t home all that much. Pretty much the only things Liz. If youexperience anything unusual, like a bad skin reaction for instance, comesee me right away." Then he glanced at the clock and said, "I'm afraidyou'll have to excuse me, I'm running a little behind schedule today." Thank you so much, Doctor," said Mom. "I'm sure Sandy will be verythankful to be rid of his zits once and for all!" Thanks, Dr. Morris," I added, not entirely convincingly.As we walked out the door, Mom chuckled, "Dr. Morris is ALWAYS runningbehind schedule - he tries to fit in.