"Wie locker sitzt Dein H?schen Cindy Sch?tzchen? Wenn Du mir regelm??ig bewei?t wie gut Du bl?st, kannst Du f?r ein paar Wochen bei mir wohnen." Diese...Worte schmatzte er mir auf meinen Hals. In Panik schlug ich um mich und schrie, kreischte um Hilfe. Meine quietschige Stimme war ohrenbet?ubend und der Pilot erschrak vor meiner, f?r ihn verr?ckt wirkenden Reaktion. Er entschuldigte sich und verschwand. H?tte ich zu diesem Zeitpunkt gewusst, was die n?chsten Monate und Jahre f?r mich bringen. One thing I remember was holidays like Christmas. Mum would make surethat our house looked like a Christmas palace. It was so beautiful withall the decorations. I remember the Christmas tree. It was so big andreached the ceiling. There were so many things on it that it would takehours to admire them all. There was snow at the bottom of the tree andeveryday, there were more and more gifts. Mum would always read usChristmas stories. Christmas was also a time when Dad was home a lot.But it is. Once done she began to rub the foam into my body making sureevery spot was covered. "There you go sweetie let's leave this on youfor an hour or two, and I will come back and wash it off your sexybody." She giggled as she said it and the 'giggle' was familiar. Itstarted to come back now; this was Brenda from the bar. I began toremember the odd thing. But why was she dressed like a dominatrix andwhy had she chained me to the ceiling. I knew for sure I had not rapedher, so why was she doing. Detective 2nd grade Joyce MullinsJay Summers serial killer----While I was agonizing over all this nonsensical personal bull shit, the sheriff’s department caught the homeless killer. Solving it was a complete accident, as most of those things wind up being. A cop stopped a car in the area near a homeless encampment. One of those places where junkies go to shoot up. The patrolman said the man just didn’t ‘look’ right. He was nervous and acted ‘hinky’. On closer examination the officer.