“Alyssa you are a beautiful 17 year old girl you don’t need to be pressured into anything.” Mr. Ryan responded. Though he did think Alyssa was b...autiful he had no intentions of doing anything out of line with her. Alyssa then looked up with her huge blue eyes and in her most innocent voice said, “Oh, but Mr. Ryan I do want to have sex, but I want my first time to be with someone more mature and experienced.” Alyssa put her hand on his thigh and her angelic expression turned into a naughty. No matter that it was wrong, he looked unashamed, he didn’t care what I’d seen him do, and he walked past me, down the hall and out the front door. I turned back to my grandmother. “Oh thank God Kevin! Did you see what he did to me?! I don’t know what happened, I couldn’t stop him, we need to call the cops, you have to tell them that you saw him RAPE me!” She was cowering in front of me, a victim. She wanted me to be her witness, to paint Michael as the bad guy, tell them what I’d seen…. But. ”“I’ll try.”“Seven or eight years ago Constance, or Connie, was Candice’s secretary. About a year before the murder Connie lost a daughter to SIDS. Between her husband’s angry accusations and her depression Connie was a wreck. Candice tried to help her employee with some form of drug-induced hypnosis, but before she accomplished the task Candice and William Brockman’s affair became more serious.”“In what way?” asked Brenda.“Always the schemer, William saw the approaching visit of his little. She was sure that she loved him.Her sister looked at her sternly. "Amanda, how can you know that? You've just met the guy. Honey, stop and think things through will you. You have not even taken the time to get over Bryan. Here you go, plunging off the cliff once more. I think you need to steer completely free of men for at least a month. If this is love, what's the hurry?"She thought of her sister's works all night. Damn-it, has she done it once more? You ran from one crappy situation into the.