And all he could think about was a baby with her hair, and her smile looking at him."Did that scare you?" she laughed a shaky laugh."Yes and no. What ...cares me is how much I like the thought of you with my baby? Is this the 'rushing' that you were worried about?" Yes. I should be old enough to know better. But my career has taken so much of my time. That's not fair. Taken isn't the right word. I gave it away. But I think it was for the right reasons. At least it made sense then. But at 32, I. She looked around. A warehouse. An empty warehouse. She grabbed her bag and riffled inside. Finding her phone, she dials. “…… …. …. “ No signal, she tried again. "911, what's your emergency?” she heard just as he opened the car door."What the fuck are you doing you little whore!!" “Hello, Ma'am, sir?" John screamed at her, grabbing her by the hair, dragging her out the car, onto her knees, and the phone smashed on the concrete.Pat let out a cry as she fell onto her knees holding her hair,. ‘I’m surprised at you. I never expected you to turn into the kind of cop who believes rape victims are responsible for what happened to them.’ ‘That’s not what I’m saying,’ Tim replied. ‘All I said was that I think she knows a lot more than she’s willing to tell me.’ ‘What makes you say that?’ his wife asked. ‘What those guys did to her last night was an angry act,’ Tim explained. ‘The kind of thing somebody who’s really pissed at someone would do. If you believe what Melanie said, it came out. Everyone got a surprise.Terry was barely recognizable. His strange new puberty had finallyfinished. His skin was clear, he had traded in his glasses for contacts,and his hair fell in long, lustrous waves around his soft face and slidgracefully down his back.And his body...He had curves that any other boy would die for. Those perfect hips andthat big, rounded ass... that tiny little waist... and his chest!He would have to be a D cup - at least.He was wearing the sexy new boy's clothes (what had.