His hands moved down, the fingertips tracing smoothly over my skin, until they reached down my smooth shaven mound. But suddenly, I opened my eyes wid...e: it was not just a fantasy; there was a hand rubbing my butt…I turned to see a man standing now before me. He was tall, dressed entirely in black. His eyes were looking at my body; I could see lust in them.There was a stranger in my house and he was a black man, a very big one.My heart pounded in my ears, as fear had paralyzed me. I saw his hand. I heard the door open behind me, and I noticed the clock on the VCR. It was 12:30am...Christmas Morning. Dana had been in her bedroom for forty minutes. I wondered if she'd brought Glow Worm out to play."Ghost is on," I said, without looking. I knew that it was one of her favorite movies. There was no response, and I detected that she was standing in the doorway to her bedroom. Curious, I looked over my shoulder and felt my heart sieze and the breath lock in my chest.Dana was standing in the. ” “Really?” he raised his eyebrows, looking speculatively at her. She shifted uneasily in her seat. “Yeah, they do.” Her face was slowly turning red. “All of them.” “Do you?” he asked. “Yes, sir, I think you’re probably the most handsome man I’ve ever seen in my entire life.” His face twitched, his eyes darted across her body. She shifted again, wondering what he must think of her for admitting such a thing. Slowly he stood up, and took a. ..”“Yes, I talked to her myself,” he said.“I feel like I need to go to keep up his morale at least until he can get paroled. I mean especially after I saw those pictures that James got for us. Jesus that was bad. And now ... he’s aged Carlton, a lot. Last time I was there he actually had white hair, not a lot, but it was noticeable,” she said.“Do you know he uses that picture I sent him, the one I had done professionally, to show around and brag to the other inmates. If I stop going...”“Yeah,.