I remember standing at the front of the church with Zack as my Best Man and seeing Mandy’s dad walk her down the aisle and thinking, ‘I would so r...ck that wedding dress.’ I shook my head and wondered where that came from. We went through with the ceremony and started our lives together. Mandy was very career oriented and she was in the process of climbing the career ladder. She got promoted a couple of times and then started traveling. One night while she was out, I was looking for a cuff link. Please. She is hurting so bad. You know where to send the information.As for Robert, please tell him to never contact me again. Tell him if he ever forces another woman, I will personally have his balls cut off. He has no idea the damage he’s done! Every day, I am so ashamed! One of the women he raped has helped me climb out of hell and start to rebuild my life. He took her ability to create life and it is killing her. I am ashamed to be his sister.I love you and hope to see you soon. I took a couple of steps forward, ready to leap in front of my wife or daughter if need be. That was the whole of my thought. My daughter. My wife. Not Beth. My brain was not frozen, it was working, a million miles an hour. I was calculating the time since he’d come in, probably tripping the silent alarm. Calculating the amount of time since the missed confirmation call from the security company. Calculating the response time based on the average patrol path through the neighborhood. . We talked about nothing for a couple of minutes and then Gwen and I headed out. I burst out laughing as soon as we exited the building, “What do you think old bag Glenda would be doing in a sex shop?” Gwen just shrugged, still embarrassed from being seen in a sex shop. “Probably buying a strap-on to fuck her husband with. I bet she wears the pants at home,” I vulgarly suggested. Gwen just shook her head, used to my over-the-top commentary. “Can you imagine, our principal wearing a strap-on…what.