Johnny had been listening at the door of his bedroom where he'd been told to stay. He'd been alternately frightened and aroused by what little he could hear going on downstairs. Now he could hear footsteps on the stairs and he steeled himself to defy any attempt to intimidate him. Susie opened the door to find her husband standing in the center of the room, his arms folded across his chest. She brandished the four-foot-lo...