I'd doped mom and Barbara to rape them, just like I'd doped up Gail. Hell I'd even doped up Tricia's mom over Christmas Eve. I'd doped Tricia becaus... I didn't want her or her dad distracting me or making problems. Something was tugging at me and it wouldn't let up. Yeah I'd raped Tricia, well sort of anyway. But now she was into it. Where was the sport in that?I'd figured Mrs. Ackerman was going to be my next conquest. I'd even had the pills ready to drop in her lemonade a couple of. A maid’s outfit, although somewhat incomplete.“If you promise to behave, I shall remove your shackles.”“Will you promise to behave as well?” she replied, stubbornly remaining seated, much to his amusement.“I promise to behave in a way befitting of my station. No better nor worse.”‘I suppose that will have to do,’ she told herself as she attempted to stand, her chains hampering her. She was very aware of his gaze as she shuffled over to join him, her eyes widening as he slipped his hand beneath. This part begins on August 14, 1994, Jennifer's twenty-third birthday. It ends (not including the epilogue) on Christmas Eve, 2001.Place: Monroe County, Indiana, Indiana University, and Indianapolis—or a reasonable facsimile thereof.Description: Brian Frost, one-time runt geek of the neighborhood, has gathered over 80 others into the Clan of the Heart. He is the protector and leader, or Patrón, of the clan. Rose Davis is Matrón. This is the exciting, concluding part of Living Next Door to. Whatever they shot you with is some scary stuff. What we found out was that the heat of the gun burned ninety-nine percent of the poison up. You and everyone you came in contact with would have died in minutes, except for the fact that shooting you saved your life."The DOJ, and DHS is all over this as a terrorist act, and the Attorney General has declared it an attempted act of mass destruction. That gets everyone in the game. Those poor bastards won't be able to find a hole deep enough to hide.