I always liked him, because while I was younger whenever he changed one of his supercars, that he had, he always took me and a few more friends of min...e to take a ride in his new car.I never had anything to complain about Jim.Paul, single and lives alone, on our street but a little away from our house, and he is a black personal trainer at the gym where my mom goes to train.Paul was recommended by a friend of my mother's almost four years ago, when she had a small health problem, and after. He began looking at the video body and comparing it to Crissie’s and got even more and more suspicious and puzzled. How could she do such a thing? That didn’t seem like her at all.The next time she announced a family trip he followed her. She drove to the marina in the next town and he watched her with binoculars. She met up with a couple of vans of people who took video equipment out to a cruiser. He quickly and discreetly rented a small boat and some fishing gear and followed a distance. “What were you and Todd planning to do?” “Get my pantsh off,” Jessica slurred in a sleepy voice. Ron’s eyes had adjusted to the low candle light and could tell her eyes were still closed. “I wanted shex wiff Todd. He didn’t want to ‘cause you’re home.” “So that’s how it is”, Ron thought. Tomorrow morning after breakfast there will be a discussion about appropriate behavior for a seventeen-year old girl, exactly who is allowed to visit her at home, and what time she will be expected to be home. Suddenly there’s a sharp pain in her upper arm as she’s pulled to her feet. She looks up to see her father gripping her arm tighter than necessary. She’s pulled up to the house by her arm. She is locked in her room as she waits for morning to come. When morning finally came there was no evidence of the night before, except for a muddy blood stained nightgown and a broken heart. Soon enough the nightgown is gone leaving only the broken heart of a young girl who was and is in love and lost it. .