O'Leary jumped back before Wilson even had time to react. A thin trail of blood traced down Wilson's face but he seemed unphased. Wilson walked forwar..., slow and steady and O'Leary leapt forward to meet him. But this time Wilson was prepared. He deflected everything O'Leary threw at him all the while strode on, like a vengeful glacier. O'Leary darted this way and that, hammering Wilson at every opportunity. Black iron was bloodied and bruised, but his bulk was hemming O'Leary into a corner.. I'll do it." Then she looked at Iris. "But I'll have to borrow your push-up bra and hot pants. They really need to think I'm serving myself on a silver platter." Just a change of clothes won't do, Aunt Ronnie. You'd still be too classy. We need to apply some trashy make-up," Dahlia said. "I've got some whorish red lipstick, and if we lay the eye-shadow on really thick—" You have whorish make-up?" Iris interrupted."It doesn't look whorish on me, of course. Everything looks great on me," Dahlia. .. Sorry, but I’m not really sure about what you’re asking me?”“Let me explain,” Charles said. “I’m going to ask you some questions about Sandra, and I want you to be very honest with me.”“Hmm, okay,” Frederik responded, but still wasn’t sure what Charles wanted from him.“Let’s start at the beginning,” Charles said. “On Monday, when they took Sandra’s clothes away, how did she behave?”“On Monday? I think she was very nervous and afraid. She sure didn’t look like she was happy about what they. I knew that it would not be my kid as I had a vasectomy about 15 years earlier as a result of my ex wife deciding that 4 kids were enough and the last one was 10pounds 15 ounces and the doctor did not want to deliver a 12 pound kid.I went back out to the living room and sat in my chair, reflecting on all the things that I had just witnessed and found out. I was in total shock as I realized the impact of everything now. Something that we had done in fun and for adventure had turned into kind of.