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they watched someone they trusted
turn into a dangerous enemy. My sister never went to medical
school. In fact, if she knew where my sister was right now, she
would be horrified.
    "That's amazing! I’ve
wanted to be a pediatrician since I was six years old."
    "How's the studying coming
along?"
    "It's very hard. I’ve been
trying to study on my own for the MCAT, but it's difficult to keep
going."
    "Don't worry. You'll get
there. You look smart." I complimented her. I’d learned that pretty
girls liked you more if you complimented them about anything except
their beauty. In fact, if you did the opposite and pointed out
beautiful women’s physical flaws, they liked you even
more.
    Jennifer tried hard to
hide a proud smile. She led me into the bathroom. The small space
made it impossible to fit two people at the same time. My body was
inches away from hers, and I could smell the fruity scent of her
recently shampoo washed hair. She turned around, her wet hair
brushed against my cheeks. I resisted the temptation to grab it. I
had one more thing to check. “Your cousin, when is he coming
back?”
    “ It is a SHE,” she said
quickly. “She is in class… um… I mean she’s out and won’t be back
until this evening.”
    Perfect.
    She pointed to the
bathtub. “It looked fine to me.” I set down my heavy
toolbox.
    She watched me curiously.
"You don't really look like a plumber."
    "Why is that?"
    "You look..."
    "I look what?" I asked,
watching a cloud of blush climb up her cheeks. Was Jennifer
flirting with me?
    "Well, you just don't look
like a plumber, that's all I wanted to say." She said, and walked
away, leaving me alone in the bathroom. I let her go, knowing full
well that the bait had been set and the fish would come back biting
soon enough.
    A few minutes later, I was
proven right.
    Jennifer circled back,
leaning her body into the door frame. “Your sister, where does she
work as a doctor?”
    “ Cedars-Sinai.” I gave her
the name of the famous hospital where celebrities and rich folks
from Beverly Hills got medical treatment.
    “ I always wanted to shadow
a doctor there, to see first-hand how it was working at a top
hospital.”
    “ Want me to check with my
sis?”
    “ Really? That’d be
amazing! I’d love the opportunity to shadow your
sister!”
    “ I’ll ask her
tonight.”
    “ Thank you!”
    “ But I want something from
you,” I said, slowly standing up. My six foot two frame towered
over her. In the dimly-lit bathroom, the wall reflected my dark
shadow.
    She suddenly looked
scared, as if her senses finally picked up on the impending
danger.
    “ What... what do you
want?” Her body was shaking so violently that the belt of her
bathrobe was starting to loosen.
    “ I want you to model the
lingerie you just bought.”
    “ How do you know I just
bought them?” Her voice edged to an almost high-pitched
scream.
    “ What do you think? I
followed you from Starbucks to Victoria’s Secret and to the nail
salon.” I picked up her freshly manicured fingers and licked them,
one by one.
    All the blood drained from
her face. I slowly untied her bathrobe, which dropped silently to
the floor, revealing her perfect body with small, perky breasts,
and a toned, flat stomach.
    I scooped her up in my
arms, and carried her to the bedroom. “And you’re right. There’s
nothing wrong with your bathroom.”
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
Chapter 8 Volker
     
    Jennifer was struggling,
kicking around in my arms, as I carried her into her bedroom. I
kicked the door closed.
    “ Please don’t hurt me.
Take my wallet. Anything you want.” She looked at me with tears in
her eyes, and her lips trembling.
    “ If I wanted money, I
wouldn’t rob a poor student.” I chuckled. “I want something else
from you.”
    I threw her onto the bed,
and watched as she immediately retreated to the corner, her back
pressed against the wall, and her legs curled to her
chest.
    I opened the Victoria’s
Secret bag. There were