#28216 - “Okay say I believe you, just how did they find you alone, in the basement dressed only in a nightgown?” How indeed! My mind drifts back over the past two days as I begin to shake remembering the events I’m about to describe ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sunday May 28th It began much like any other Sunday with my pillow alarm vibrating me awake at seven forty-five am, in time to watch “The Ernest Angley Hour” at eight. I had no idea that he was a model, but seeing that made me want to have one for myself. “Damn these feel nice, just got to see em!? Grabbing the neck of her gown and tearing down, ripping it open enough that it falls to the floor.