Leaning on it to prevent it from opening.
Virtually every time she walks past him, he trips her,
or kicks her, or pinches her or slaps her head, and he always
stares at her...
When he pulls her onto his lap (especially when she is wearing
shorts or a dress) his hand rest between her legs on her crotch.
His fingers poke and tickle her private place...under the panties.
The horror ends when he is sleeping.
The horror begins when he awakes.
The horror never stops.
The horror fills her dreams.
The horror moves her forward...
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