“I can be your bad girl,” I whisper, a little more confident than before.“Not a chance.” She squeezes my nipple through my shirt and I squirm ...ith a giggle.“Why not?” I ask.“Because you’re going to be my good girl. You’re going to do as I say, aren’t you?”I giggle again, but she puts her hand over my mouth. Shit, she’s hot.“Now that that’s cleared up,” Bianca says, “I want you to take off your shirt.”“B-but,” I stamper, “I’m already half-naked, it’s your turn.”She smirks. “Talking back to me,. But it was one of her contacts calling to say that Jim couldn’t be found.Mom ... Marilyn, started to panic, as the next two days seemed tortuously long. She was by the phone, waiting and hoping that Jim had simply lost track of time and wandered off. Candy and I were trying to keep her upbeat, but she would lapse into despair, a few times a day.Finally, a call came in; he was found! However, he was dead. The powers that be, insisted they have a forensic autopsy, but despite this ... there was. "What's your reasoning on that?" Unfortunately," Cheryl answered for Cal, "we've seen Pat before. At least someone a lot like him. What if he shows no remorse and his parents refuse to acknowledge that he did anything wrong. Would you say that is a criminal in the making?" So, let the military make a man of him, huh?" Marty mused. "Actually, it is brilliant. Extreme, but brilliant. Cheryl, you've emphasized that you did not want any more of your time taken up by this. That effectively. She ain't serious 'bout it, but there shore is a lot of teasin' what gets bantered 'bout. Sarah already has one of her own, but she is lookin' forward ta another one whenever it happens, an' Wildflower is also showin' some signs of jealousy. I keep tellin' them that there ain't much I can do 'bout it, but I do keep tryin'.We wuz real lucky durin' the late summer an' fall with no signs of Injun trouble, but it hit us 'bout the time of the first winter rain. Sam an' I wuz out huntin', as usual,.