"What can I do to help?" Timothy is terrified. The police transferred him to the women's sectionof the jail. The women in there have attacked him agai... and again andthe jailers don't do anything about it." Just like at the boys' ranch," I said."That's why I'm calling you. Timothy told me how nice you and yourfamily were to him. I was hoping that maybe you or your husband could gosee him. He's lonely and scared and what's worse depressed. Seeing afriendly face would mean so much to him." Is he. I liked having her tell me what to do. We took a bus to find this place. It was in a neighborhood in west L.A. which looked as if it had been drawn to be sleazy on the original designer's plans. ''Ranger Books" was an old storefront in a block of old storefronts, many of them boarded up. Maybe it had been a little grocery once, or a shoe store, but those days were long past. There was a pawn shop on that block, a clothing store, a few bars, one that looked as if it were the hang-out for a local. The time we reached her flat I caught her in my arms and started kissing her an my hand was on her breast we got on to the sofa and the wave of passion was just carrying us on to the pleasures we both were kissing and our tongues exploring each other’s mouths I then moved my hand and removed the saree she was wearing and then the blouse and the petticoat she was in from of m in a black bra and black panty. she had a real beautiful body and she wasn’t looking her age then she removed my clothes. "Maybe. Maybe more afraid than ashamed. But definitely it just seemedlike something that should be kept secret."We sat silently for several minutes. Edith strolled over and looked outthe window."You know you gave me permission to take control of your ... identity,right? How did you feel about what happened yesterday?" asked Edith."It was uncomfortable, but I can't say it was bad."Ivy turned to me. "How did you feel about my exposing you to Lisa?" She seemed pretty cool with it," I said."I.