My wife took my hand and we walked to the door together. Bob opened the door just as we got to it and let us in.Bob and Sally had an awesome house. Ev...erything was neat and clean. The radio was playing in the background and I could tell it was the same station I listen to when we’re at our coast house. Bob led us to the kitchen area where Sally, Tommy and Jo were already having something to drink. Everyone was so casual and so relaxed. Bob asked if we wanted anything to drink. My wife asked for. I looked up at him with a smile, we were alone together again, and this time it felt really nice.“Bailey,” he shook his head, “I don’t know where to start. Maybe I do. Yeah, okay. What the fuck were you doing there last night?”“Well, it’s a party.”“No, I mean how the hell did you know anything about that party? I thought maybe Robby brought you, but everyone was telling me that I brought you,” his voice was getting more frantic and urgent, and I didn’t like his tone.“Maybe I should ask you what. Feeling assured, and confident that justice would finally be hers, she returned to the empty room, bringing her laptop with her so she could set up the ritual arrangement. It called for a pentagram drawn with black salt, candles in each corner of the room, and a dagger to be kept nearby. All of which she did, and arranged it exactly as instructed. There was a small flutter of excitement in Charley’s heart as she prepared to begin, and wondered what would happen to that toxic group of sluts.. When I got close to them I bent down on my knees closing my legs tightly and leaning forward to hide my breasts and I told them that my money, bus card and clothes were stolen. "Don't worry, you can come back to my apartment and we will help take you to police," the girl kindly said."My name is Monica" she went on, "and this is Stephan"I introduced myself to them, and thanked them for offering to help me out. Monica and Stephan got dressed."Here, put these on for now," Monica handed me her t.