"See you tomorrow Amber."More than an hour had passed as I was finishing the daily paperwork, I see Daddy pull back into the driveway and head into th... office. As he steps into the office, I see his fly is unzipped and his trousers are speckled with damp whitish spots."Daddy, I hope Amber got home BEFORE you got those spots all over your trousers." As I pointed at his zipper his face turned bright red, and he sheepishly looked down and zipped his pants back up. I knew the answer was that he had. A presence manifested with her, so tangible she thought she could touch it. It had more substance than simply an intrusion of someone's will. Cassie let herself be drawn towards it and was shocked to see Ms. Hollis herself.Or, rather, a facsimile of her. It shimmered like a ghost despite its power. It felt like a weakened version of the specter she had encountered in first Stephanie's and then Gina's mind, but Cassie was convinced it could reach out and strike her as if it were as solid as the. I've been trying to come up with somereasonable motive, but I admit I have no idea. According to thedetective, she had no close friends and her parents are dead." Brothers? Sisters?" Lance prodded."No, she was an only child. The only thing I can think of is that shetold someone - maybe a rape counselor or a doctor - and that individualis blackmailing us." But there's no note, is there?" Terry asked. "I just checked my e-mailbefore I came over here and there was nothing to indicate. I want you to say hello to Alfredo. You need to say hello to the man who will be fucking your wife all week and making her cum." Oscar nodded and did precisely as instructed. He carried my suitcase and my personal bag, walking two steps behind me. I saw Alfredo standing on the train platform, and I gave him a big hug and an open mouthed kiss. After we finally broke our kiss, I held his hand and said, "Alfredo, you remember my husband, Oscar, don't you?" "Why yes, of course," Alfredo said as he.