I could hear the raindrops beating off of the motel room and the lightning flashing through the window blinds. Illuminating the room, as my dad's left...hand reached around and started rubbing my ass. He ran the tips of his fingers over my tiny little pair of black satin bikini panties.As my drunken dad kissed my neck, he groaned, "You're so beautiful, you're not mad or upset, are you Tara?" Do what you got to do!" I mildly snapped back to him.He rubbed my ass and felt up the material with my. Plus, it means extra grandchildren for them to spoil.Of course, her dad did threaten me with unimaginable retribution if I treated his daughter badly, but what father doesn't? I'll tell you this: If any boy breaks one of my little girls's hearts, before I am done, he will beg me to allow him to die.My folks and Leah's parents have been friends since we were in middle school. We did a lot of the same activities so they spent a lot of time together at Brain Brawl tournaments, school dances and. Your entire nervous system too. Try to think of her as your host." But what happened to the rest of me? What have you done with my body?"Doctor Morgan tilts his head, "Your body still exists, in a fashion. Atleast all the material that made it up does. It's in that hotel room.That is, if maid service hasn't cleaned yet."Suddenly, Doctor Hillerman remembers waking up in that hotel room in thebody of the escort with foul dark slime covering the bed and spillingover onto the floor. "That slime?. ”“And what would that be?”“I’m going to be shopping at Walmart. I’ll make sure I’m seen by a dozen or more people before I leave my mostly full buggy with my niece who works in the garden area. I’ll go outside to look at some plants, and you pick me up there. It’s only an eight minute drive from the store to the park where you were beaten and Madison was raped.”“Then I better move this stuff to the back of the Bronco, but how do you know when they’ll be there?”“They have a meeting scheduled for.