He wanted to approach this slut slowly and get her to run away from home while leaving a note. He didn’t want the police thinking that another white...slut might have been kidnapped. He first set up an email system on a private server. He then had Corecia send her friend Marci a snap chat message from her phone that would automatically get deleted. He took the risk of turning on her phone for a brief time since no one was looking for Kimberly Johnson anymore. The message gave Marci the web. Maybe you should see a doctor." I'm seeing Dr. Lundquist tomorrow. Today." I mean a medical doctor. Maybe there's a physical cause." Dr. Lundquist says there isn't."Fuck Dr. Lundquist. "How about what we talked about earlier?" Oh Joe, I don't know ... I'll ask Dr. Lundquist."Great. "Are you horny now?" No, I'm all right," she lied. She slipped out of bed and padded into the bathroom. When she came back he was asleep. She straightened the sheets and climbed back into bed. Her hand drifted. I pushed the hair back from my eyes, flicked an imaginary piece of dust from my sleeve, picked up the case by the end handle, and taking a deep breath, pushed on the bar to unlatch the door. It swung open, and a cool breeze of air conditioning swept from the hallway into the stairwell. I stood for a moment, getting my bearings, and enjoying the breeze. There was no one in the hallway, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I had been a little concerned about how I’d explain my presence there, as the. At the same time, she loved being with Tim ... talking to him ... doing things with him ... kissing him. She’d gotten to the point where she couldn’t wait for him to kiss her, each time they got together. She was kissing him now, in fact, and loving it.His hand, on her side, slid upwards, and his thumb touched the side of her breast. In an odd kind of way, perhaps because that was something that Bobby hadn’t done to her, it was a new feeling. She wasn’t stupid. She knew Tim was trying to make a.