.. I’m quite taken with Dawn and well... I wouldn’t want that to come to an end.”Alan remained silent.“We should have a clearer picture by the...end of next week,” Bradley said interrupting the silence.Alan nodded and turned to leave the room.“By the way Alan,” said Bradley, “I’ve asked room service to put fresh sheets on the bed.”Alan faltered in his steps for a moment. That stung for he had obviously been talking quite intimately with Dawn earlier. DawnLunchtime was a mad rush for Dawn. She did. The tension started to build up and he got a subtle wicked mischievous glam over him. He took me by the hand and led me to his dark bedroom.For a moment he stopped and grabbed one of his pillows, my mind was in a haze and I did not realize what his plan was. As he was taking the pillow out of its case he told me to put my hands behind my back. My desire became indistinguishable in my mind as I brought my wrists to my back, obedient and waiting.I clamped my eyes shut and whimpered as he put my. Instead of celebrating, she would spend the day sleeping late, enjoying a TV dinner while watching one of her old taped movies, like “Gone with the Wind.” Or so she thought, up until the phone rang. When she answered it was her mother. She was calling to invite Melinda to come home for Christmas, after all she was only forty miles away. As usual, mom wouldn’t take no for an answer.“But Mom, I don’t feel like celebrating, it brings back too many painful memories.”“I know dear, but it doesn’t do. Now, please step aside so that we may attend our first classes.”Mrs. Stringfellow sputtered her objections, but the kids just walked around her and headed for their homerooms. There was nothing else she could do, so the principal rushed to make that telephone call.By this time, the story of the shootings of the three bats at the bus stop was known all over the school, and Sue and Jeff were the heroes of the day. Even the teachers were impressed, especially those who had seen one of the.