'She's missing you already Stan', I smiled as I watched her torture, and together we started to make our way to the door and out into the corridor, ju...t as old Billy entered the corridor.We made our way towards each other, 'Hi Billy', I remarked, which surprised him, as we rarely spoke, Billy always suffered some sort of debilitating problem and stank to high heaven, a bar of soap and a bath might help cure that, his infatuation with me was no secret, hence my avoidance.Stan took his Que and. “I’ll get the phone but first… perhaps…would you like to stay?” WAS THIS WOMAN MAD?! Carry goes to politely decline but her eyes catch onto that of another masked stranger, his body was buff and he was well hung and his eyes seemed caring. He smiles at her and she notices he’s getting a semi. “Oh what the fuck, why not?” she says shrugging, this reply seems to have come out of nowhere this isn’t her sort of thing… or is it?“Well” the first stranger begins “I am glad you have decided to stay but. I put my hand through the pet door to get my clothes. They were gone. As I was feeling around for them my hand hit a mousetrap, it snapped shut on my frozen fingers. I screamed in pain. It took me several minutes to get it off my hands were so numb. I crept around the house and peeked around the corner, planning to try to get to my car and leave, but the car was gone. My wife still had keys to my car. She must have pulled it into the garage while I was behind the house, naked and on my knees. I. I played some baseball growing up, but hockey was what called to me." Jim nodded but said nothing. Brody sensed Ryan tense more, and he wasn't even touching her. He tried to change the conversation and looked at Jim. "Ryan tells me you went to University of Maryland." "I did." Jim nodded. "Had me a football scholarship. I played left tackle, and I was damn good. They put me in as a starter while I was still a freshman, and I was going to the NFL, everyone said so. I came this close." Jim held.