Grabbing the shoes she headed out of the room and down the stairs. She decided that she would take the camera home, hook it up to her laptop, make a copy then drop the camera back before Stacy realized it was gone. Michelle’s heart was pounding in her chest the whole drive home. There had been two occasions where she had almost changed her mind and turned her car around but her growing lust was too much. Opening the front door to her house Michelle called out to see if her mother or step father were in. The house was silent. Michelle ran up to her room and closed the door. Pulling her laptop off her dresser she turned it on and plugged in the power cord. As the laptop started up, Michelle connected the camera to it via one of the USB ports. An information box popped up on the screen telling her that the laptop was downloading the drivers needed for the camera. Michelle looked around nervously, as if at any moment someone might burst into the room like a SWAT team. After about a. Mrs. Love knew and she told her if she came to work bruised again, then they’d have to let her go.’ ‘Mrs. Love, I… I’ll clean out my desk. Thank you for the opportunity to work for you.’ Camirra whispered. Rory stood, and Camirra turned to walk away. ‘Camirra, wait. Come home. You know Daddy and Jason won’t let him near you.’ Rory pleaded. ‘Rory, I can’t go back. You know what Daddy said. I made my choice.’ She wept. ‘OK, then I’m moving in with you and your husband.’ Rory declared. ‘No, he’ll hurt…’ Camirra froze. Mrs. Love guided her to a seat. Mrs. Love sighed, ‘Camirra, he is going to keep hurting you until he kills you. I lost my daughter because my husband and I tried not to interfere in her life. I swore if I ever saw this again, I’d do something. I know your parents, and I know they will protect you. You have to leave him, Camirra. You must go.’ ‘He has people watching me. Every time I go home, his friends tell him everything that I do.’ She sobbed. ‘I tried to leave last.
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