The content of the conversation was important and yet, the feeling of relaxation and simply talking to each other was what I remember most fondly. Lam...p light outside let us know it was getting late. Because I had kept Louise longer than she normally would stay after her final class of the day, I offered to walk her home. The early fall air was a bit brisk, so we walked a bit faster than I had hoped. I wanted as much time with this woman as possible, and her house was only three blocks from the. He identified himself and asked to speak to whoever was in charge. “Sara Alden, here. Can I help you?”“Yes, Sara. This is Deputy US Marshal Jason Magill. I’m outside of a town within a hundred miles of you, and we’ve just found a group of teens and young adults that were being kept as slaves. All of them, male and female, have been repeatedly raped and sodomized. I wanted to see if you could help us with some trained counselors.”“Oh, mercy me! Can you give me more specifics?”“No, Ma’am. I can’t. Shakily I withdrew, walking out the door and almost running into my old friend Rita. Stopping short I saw that there was a lot more of her now. She saw me looking at her stomach then threw her arms around me.“Oh my god! Bex! It’s so good to see a familiar face!” She almost squealed as she hugged me.My mouth hanging open also as I asked, “I had wondered where you went, but not this, who, when?” I said in surprise.“It was the end of last school year. Remember Mr. Sorenson, the band teacher?” I. She refused to let me cover myself or get dressed. She told me to stand their, still naked, as she screamed and demeaned me. I was very timid, so I did as I was ordered, flinching at the point of tears. She opened the drawer and threw an assortment of clothing and lingerie at me while screaming at me. She stopped, got quite, looked at me and marched at me. She grabbed me by the wrist and took me into the bathroom. She began running the tub with scolding hot water. She kept screaming over and.