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      The way he kissed her lips, she felt the jolt of electricity through her body. She took a step back, looking into his green eyes. He smirked, pulling her back in for a kiss. He ran his hands gently over her body, squeezing her ass, forcefully. She moaned into his mouth, as he picked her up; pushing her up against the wall.  "Josh." She moaned softly, as he wrapped her legs higher up his back.  "Do you want this?" He pulled back, searching her wanting eyes. She grabbed his face, pulling his lips to her collarbone. He moaned into her neck, kissing softly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, as he backed off the wall. He grabbed her ass, walking her over to the bed. He gently put her down on his silk sheets, tugging at his pants. His pants fell to the floor, revealing his hard cock in his tight boxer briefs. Her eyes grew wide, contemplating what was about to happen. Was she ready for this next step with him? Or should she wait? He smiled, climbing on t...

As the words leave my thoughts, all I can think is “He’s out” He’s out. The man that took my sister’s life, is out.  I told myself years ago that forgiveness is the only way to get over the anger and as true as that is I don’t know how to feel. I feel angry, hurt, betrayed. A memory comes back and I am thinking about two months before this all happened, when he asked me for a ride. So I picked him up with my best friend and as we drove through the FermiLab, we laughed and joked, having a good ole time. When I dropped him off, I begged him to leave my sister alone. He ten years her senior and she still needed time to grow up, not knowing what she really wanted in her life yet . He laughed at me, he laughed as I told him I’d kick his ass if I found out he was hanging out with her again. Here we are seven years later and she’s gone. I think about her all the time, about the way things had been with her before I went to rehab. How I am so forever grateful to my mom f...