It was mere minutes that he joined her in the room, still just wrapped in the towel. She was back on the bed holding his drink. Reaching up to hand it...to him, he grabbed it and placed it on the nightstand. He was now standing tall over her, with one leg between hers and the other close to the nightstand. He reached for her hand and pulled her up wrapping his arms around her waist and leaning in for now their third kiss. She was sure he could hear her heart race. This was the kiss to remember. Years of seclusion left her with a hunger for the outside world and although her parents were stubborn, they could see the seriousness in her eyes when she threatened to move out on her own.The nightmare didn't end there for her parents, as the only school with availability on such short notice was a public school, with a particularly bad reputation."You'll get your wish" her father had told her "But every day you need to report to us what you've learned and who you interacted with"His voice. "Unable to stop the babbling pleas gush out promising everything that she can think to promise. Then Cheryl begins to cry when he grabs her waist in a powerful grip and yanks.Once she is properly positioned his voice maliciously directs, "Spread those rosy cheeks for me sweetheart."As if of their own volition her hands move to obey the psychotic sadist. This time as impossible as it seems the agony is greater! And Cheryl can feel that the bastard is reveling in the unbelievable pain that he is. Several others echoed his compliment. Doc almost tore off his coat. He handed it to Joanne Riley and said, "Try not to find a reason to page me tonight."Joanne smiled and said she'd try her best.Mandy and Doc Mayfield slipped past Jesus, Ramon and Marco whe were still arguing with the security guard.At the restaurant, Mandy and Doc made small talk over a cocktail and had just oredered when Doc's pager went off. Doc looked around for a phone. Mandy reached into her purse and handed him hers.Doc.