She was so beautiful… Stan’s thoughts went back and forth like this for a while, gradually intermixing and becoming more chaotic. Suddenly he look...d at his watch. Uh – oh. It was already after eight thirty! Stan was late. Time to move. Stan ruthlessly suppressed all thought of Anne for a while as he frantically got ready for work. In any event, he needn’t have worried. Bob had left a message with Elaine that he was going to be late too – one of his daughters had had a minor but messy accident. He seemed to know what I was doing, suddenly I felt his hand again under my nightshirt stroking my right breast and then down to my side. When he saw that I wasn’t moving he started to kiss my neck and stroke my right leg (which is very sensitive). I realized I could not win. He got me to relax my muscles, so he could turn me. That’s when I knew that he had control, but I thought that he believed that I was still asleep.Now, that I was on my back, he got on top of me, gently kissing my neck and. I opened a bag of chocolate chip cookies and then Marjorie and I took them back into the kids.The kids were tired but drank their hot chocolate and ate a couple of the cookies. Marjorie made them go to the bathroom and then had them lay on the rug in the living room wrapped in some blankets. It didn’t take them long to go to sleep.Marjorie called the kid’s parents and told them what had happened. Their mother asked to talk to me. Betty Sue had been my neighbor for about six years but we were. There was a rifle in his hands and his head was turned toward me, his mouth wide with shock. A hole appeared in his upper lip and a spray of red painted the potted plant behind him.That’s two.Screams and the chatter of automatic weapons fire erupted from around the corner in the direction of the rotunda. I holstered my pistol - no use contributing to the panic by running around with a gun in my hand - and fought my way east through the frantic crowd, past the entrance to Sears. The crowd had.