People were gunna hear about this, he decided. He would make sure that she’d be known for the frigid cock-tease that she was. Back in her bedroom, C...ristine’s white-hot fury slowly eased and changed into upset. It wasn’t fair. He had seemed so nice, she had really liked him… But in the end he was only interested in one thing, just like all the other girls said about all the boys. Just like Shaun had tried to warn her, all this time. It wasn’t fair. Why couldn’t she find a nice guy, with whom. I rememberedlooking at girls like her, a couple years ago, and wishing I had the nerveto ask one to go out with me.Many people greeted us at church and asked about me; Liz explained thatthis was Stacy, and that our families had always been extremely close. Shewas always careful to avoid any gender-specific pronouns, and never calledme "niece", but the implications were clear.It was a pleasant building, sunny, not too big, and the people seemedfriendly. Midway through the service, a motherly. She told me how appalled she was at the casual violence of some of the people out here. On that, I had to agree. We also talked some about Agent Jones and his exploits. She was concerned that he had disappeared. To ease her mind, I told her about Jones’s mission in El Paso and how he was probably in Mexico as we spoke, breaking up the counterfeiting ring. It turns out my guess was fairly accurate, but I wouldn’t know that until Jones returned a week later.After my best bath yet in Old El Paso,. I called the police and said that a neighbor had called me and said four men were assaulting Mrs. Borland. I explained that the neighbor didn't want to get involved, so had called me.I quickly returned to my computer to see how Mary was making out. She was still holding the guys off, although two of them had started fondling her. I guess that had worked with her before, but Mary was sober this time. She warned them that she was going to scream if they didn't leave her alone. They backed off.