She was essentially a very quiet, calm and level-headed person for whom the raging sexual desire that had consumed her last few days was entirely out ...of character. Its grip on her was so strong that she made no attempt to resist it but at some level she realised that something strange and disturbing was happening. I was desperate to resolve her anxiety in the only way I knew, but once I had undressed her I contained myself long enough to stand her by the bed while I sat down to study her form. ‘Dorothy hello, this is Babs’‘Oh Babs, I am so happy you called. I was concerned that maybe we did not connect’.‘Well actually this is why I am calling because I believe that we connected just fine. So fine that I was wondering if you would like to visit me tomorrow night. I am really missing you’.‘Thanks to you I now have a different view of women and I want you’ ‘I want to fuck you like there is no tomorrow and I want to make you my secret lover’‘Oh Babs, you have just made me so happy’, and. " Wh-what do you mean?" I mean that _I_ could say that I saw what happened - at a distance,o'course, so I couldn't do nothing t'stop them men. Yeah, I saw somemen stop him, and knock him out, and ride off. I could say that at the- at _his_ trial. And I would, for the right price." But I... Carl and I, we don't have money, not really." It ain't your money I want. You come have supper with me t'night overat that rest'rant - what's it called - oh, yeah, 'Maggie's Place.' Youdo that t'night,. Yet I couldn't shake the feeling that it felt strangely familiar but I was unable to make out the details. I wanted to know more and made the attempt to text them wanting to know what this was all about. Every attempt was met with the same red texted response of ‘message failed’.The number was too weird and I cursed under my breath, thinking to myself that maybe MalO got enough information out of my phone before I had scrubbed it so I could get some strange spam. At that point, I was too tired.