“Bill,” she said barely above a whisper, “could you come in here with me, please?” Her blurred image repositioned itself.“Frankie… I.”�...Please, Bill. I’m really freaking out and… and I want someone to hold me.” She sniffled again, and her voice cracked. “Please?”Bill pulled the sliding door aside and stared at Frankie, standing still like a statue in a downpour – hugging herself and shuddering with small bumps along the skin. He removed his towel, placed it on the rack and stepped in.“You even. One night after her session she was getting ready to lock up her office she realized she left her keys on her desk and she bent over the desk to pick them up. She heard footsteps behind her and before she could turn around she felt hands on her hips and a black man's voice and as she felt him reaching under her to unfasten her slacks she told him he couldn't do this saying I am sorry to do this Ms. Smith but I saw you bent over like that and I can't help myself. He said he had admired her for a. Once I was dressed, I went to the living room and stretched out on the floor to do my homework.On Friday, I heard Mary Jo talking to her friend in the locker room. Karri, Mary Jo's friend, asked her about her boyfriend and what they did at the park."We just felt each other up," Mary Jo said. "I wanted to do more, but I got scared."Mary Jo removed her skirt and I saw the strange underwear she wore. Her panties covered her in front, but her ass was bare. My curiosity got the best of me and I. 'The higher ups ... the ones who pay for all this ... felt it was getting too dangerous to let it go on. Snuff movies pay but there could be records ... payments ... and this last batch of girls weren't typical street waifs ... there were honors students from class families in the bunch. Wild girls ... but wild girls with loving families.This was going to be the last ... and there wasn't going to be anyone left alive. Already the news was filtering up stream. There were BIG money, BIG influence.