”“So how do you know for sure that you don’t have an STD? Did a doctor tell you?”“No. No test can give you a definite answer.”“Mom, I’... missing something here.”“I haven’t had sex since I got pregnant eleven years ago.”“You’re kidding! You only had sex once!?”“No, Jeff, several times.”“You mean that bastard shagged you more than once! I’ll kill him!”“Jeff, I know how much you hate your father. But I need to tell you something you don’t want to hear.” Beginning to cry, “I can’t stand this,. "Hello..." he managed to growl into thephone."Mr. O'Donnell?" the voice said."Yeah? Who's this?" This is Detective Miller, Metro Police. Are you the partner of BrianBailey, aka Ann Bailey?"Jack sat up in bed. "Yes. She's my girlfriend...Fianc?e actually. What'shappened?" Jack said sliding his legs over the side of the bed, concerngrowing in his voice."It appears, MISS Bailey was mugged at her car after a night out."Jack didn't like the sarcastic way the detective pronounced "miss." "IsSHE. "Here is my offer," said the colonel, patting Mrs. Smithson's bare buttocks. "You cooperate, and I will give them to you for, let us say, for a fortnight before I send them on to the pleasure houses."The woman looked up at me, sad eyed, and shook her head negatively. "Don't," she mouthed silently."Well," said the officer. "I've already been offered twenty pounds in gold this young one's maidenhead. Answer me." Bastard," I said, "you make war on women and children." Ha," he cried, "and they make. I wish I was a customer, but... This is really embarrassing. I kinda got lost on the way here. I don't have my car, or even my wallet.”The woman leaned back. “Don't worry about it. I've never seen Ruby turn someone away. Have a seat.” She gestured to the other half of her booth.He smiled sheepishly and slid onto the aged pleather cushioning. The old seating was flat as a pancake and borderline uncomfortable, but Sean was just glad to give his weary legs a rest. The woman raised an eyebrow as.