Over our cups we compared notes on the dream we both experienced. We discussed what it meant.We came to the conclusion that Father Juan Carlos was a f...vored person in the eyes of God. We realized that we must be distant cousins--really distant. Then we started laughing realizing that from all indications we didn't have any choice in cohabiting and producing a child. It was predestined.I asked, "Do you have any indication if you are pregnant?" I will know in a day or two I think." I think you. I think the little girl has a problem. Can you help her?"The big black man looked at her. He didn't speak. He looked down at Samantha. "He's going to want to fuck me." She screamed to herself. "I should have fucking known better than to come here." Come here, little girl." He said in a soft voice and extended his arm; palm up." Samantha was too naive to be afraid. She walked over to the doctor and held up her cloth doll. "I'm, Samantha, and this is my friend; Amy."The doctor smiled and placed. .. and GO!"*Pamela Winter - her stage name - had worked hard to get this role. There were so many others at the auditions, so many women and girls, competing for the role of Julia. She was surprised when she got the call for a second audition, and again for the third. By the final meeting her agent was positive the role would be hers. It was.The storyline was good, she thought. A young woman searching for her never-known father, a man who had spent one night with her mother eighteen years ago.. One man who looks white with a dirty appearance like he was homeless came around a trash bin. "Hey kid, are you lost there?" I look at him in a scared way. "No, no... I just heard a noise from here, was it you?" He said "Yeah. It was. Wana know what it was?" I just shacked my head and said no. "Well alright. Just run along and don't get in trouble." I walk back out the alley but before I really could one guy comes out with what seemed to be a gun. "Whoa there boy, where do you think you're.