Oh, God. She was dead. No, she couldn’t be dead. Her head wouldn’t be throbbing if she were dead. ‘Baby?’ His voice was scratchy and quiet, b...t it was Reid. ‘Reid? I can’t see.’ ‘You have a concussion and a large gash on your temple. They had to stitch you up and dress the wound.’ He paused a long moment, his hand ghosting over her chin. ‘I should have protected you.’ ‘I want to see you. Move this bandage.’ He did as she asked. When he finally came into view, his uniform was rumpled and he. She tried to hold onto her jacket as it was pulled over her arms, then the bidding on her blouse, became furious. It was quickly gone, as was her skirt leaving her standing in thongs and bra. Susan tried to sprint toward the door, but was quickly pulled back and her bra pulled from her leaving her large breasts cool in the air, nipples erect from the fear and excitement of her fate. The crowd cheered and chanted for her thong. She tried to cover her breast, but was hoisted over the shoulder of. After all that, it seemed natural to join a practice right here in Charm City." I hope by now you've dropped your foolish allegiance to the Cleveland Indians, and have become a faithful Orioles fan." Don't worry. I've been an Orioles fan ever since I moved to Maryland," she said. "And of course I've followed your career -- in the Other League. I'll be an even bigger Birds fan, now that I am personally acquainted with one of the players." Can you get loose for lunch?" I asked her. "I'm not even. She was placed in a section in which she is the only Liden alumnus, and all her teachers have been apprised of her situation. Some mingling is inevitable but we try to minimize it.”“That’s a comfort,” Sierra replied.“We should see her other teachers.” Glenn remarked. “We’re already into the next time slot.”Glenn parked behind the shop and rang their apartment bell — no reply. He rang the shop, again no reply. Digging his keys out of his pocket he unlocked the side door and headed up the stairs.