Or maybe I'd avoid the house because the episode was so disturbing because I had been completely in her control . Suburban semis all look the same and...without the woman to beckon me in, I couldn't remember which house it was so, dazed and frustrated and pissed with myself for not remembering the house number, I rode home.Moments after got home, the phone rang. Caller ID said "unknown caller." I picked up the received and was greeted by a man's voice using my full name to ask me how my bike. I was happy when I saw that my father was not at home. My mom lock the gate and after closing the door we hug and kiss. We went into her bedroom and I lock the door. We hug and kiss and I unbuttoned my shirt and throw it down the floor. While kissing I unzip her dress and she pull it down her legs and put it aside. I take off her hair clips 1 by 1 and put them on a box beside us. After her hair was loose, she really looks beautiful. I unhooked her bra and throw it down. She smile…..Mom : my. Thomas eyes followed the gesture, but definitely lingered on Carl'sboobs."I think you look great," Thomas said and blushed, quickly adding, "Fora victim."Carl frowned, a genuine reaction to the term Thomas had just stuck himwith. Honestly, Carl found that term worse than any of the others whichhad been attached to him since his run in with Transforman. He didn'twant any pity.Thomas caught sight of the frown and shifted in his seat, sittingstiffly upright. "Sorry. I just mean you look great.". 5:57, it read. He had advised her to meet him there at six. She glanced down towards the end of the bridge, but it was empty. There was nothing but the aged architecture. She felt the cold, uneven edges of the stones pressing against her back as she leaned against the bridge. She was getting slightly chilled in the cool night air, so she brought her arms to wrap around herself. She heard a large splash in the water behind her and she instinctively turned to look. She leaned over the bridge.