Long story short, the manager of the store told the cops that we instigated the incident, and my buddies and I were arrested. "We'll get you for this,...Gilbert. You and your girlfriend," I threatened as I was handcuffed and put in the police car.That Sunday, six of us were cruising around in John's van when we saw that asshole Gilbert driving by the other way with his girlfriend, Nicki. "Hey," I said, "turn around and let's follow them. Maybe we'll get a chance for revenge earlier than we. Bye."She turns to me saying, "The police arrived, and the mugger wasarrested. Eric didn't have too much explaining to do, and he thanksyou for those suggestions you offered. He called my lawyers and theywill make sure there's no problem."Inside the club, Jillian tells the desk people who we are with and weare shown immediately to their table. I recognize Ron and sitting nextto him is a very handsome young man, between our ages and Ron's, mixedparentage I would guess, with flashing dark eyes.. " Cynthia Thomas," she introduced herself."Do you remember when those strange people brought you in here last night?" No," she shook her head. "They gave me a shot of demerol and it knocked me for a loop. I don't remember a thing after that shot." How do you know it was demerol?" Ed asked."I'm one year removed from getting my medical degree. I was in my last year. Next summer I would have started my residency and then join my father in his practice. I guess you would call it a family practice,. RuthAnn suddenly felt a slight contact with her ass. When it happened again, she turned and looked. Somehow, the old guy had moved so he was now behind her. He had stopped looking at her, seemingly intent on the city-scape passing by the bus window. RuthAnn turned back around. There it was again. A slight brushing of a knuckle across her right ass cheek. This was no accident but what could she do? She couldn't move. If she turned around, she would be chest to chest with the guy and that wasn't.