Tapes from the dark side contains descriptions of violence and sexuality.

Listener discretion is advised.

That time we told her what was going on or what he did.

I was doing the driving.

He was doing most of the talking with her.

And I told him all since he did the work, he could go first with her.

So I kind of pulled outside the man on the fire road while he raped her at first time.

And then we changed places.

I think everyone has a bit of a fascination with the dark side.

I myself always love the dark side as well. I think it's something that everyone secretly longs for and wants.

And we came to kind of the critical point of she can easily remember what we look like, but I said, okay, I'll hold her and you strangle her. hour. It was the summer of 1979.

The last vestiges of the 1970s were set to expire and welcome in the rip and roar era of the 1980s. This chapter takes

place in Torrance, California, a coastal town where the air smells faintly of salt and sun-baked

asphalt, and the streets glow soft orange beneath the high-pressure sodium-marked street lights.

16-year-old Lucinda Lynn Schaefer walks those streets often,

the kind of girl who never seems out of place.

Her friends call her Cindy, blonde hair, bright blue eyes,

always a book tucked under her arm or a quick smile ready to disarm a stranger.

Cindy was a student at Redondo Union High School, known for being responsible beyond her years,

a steady presence in a world where teenagers are usually anything but.

She sang in her church youth group, St. Andrews Presbyterian, and spent her weekends helping out with community events or hanging out with friends at the local mall.

She was gentle but firm in her values.

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