I'll come down in a mo and lay the table."---------------------------------------For Cathy the supper was just another typical supper in the Miller ho...e. No matter how much time she spent preparing, the guys would gulp it down as if they had a train to catch. In a sense that was true because they couldn't wait to get to the TV. The two older boys were arguing about who was the better basketball player. Her husband was browsing through the entertainment section of the newspaper to see what. Then we went to the Salvation Army to buy me a pile of girl-clothes. I was still small, so there were lots of pretty clothes in mysize that other girls had outgrown. For a very small sum we bought pilesof tops and shorts, skirts and dresses. I could dress as a girl for aweek without needing a laundry.We decided to stay with sneakers and white sox for now. My mother had a friend with a daughter about my age. She was a tomboyand we'd never got along especially well, except that we'd taught. He opened the door to what was obviously an interrogation room. She didn’t try to upset any apple carts and she just took the seat across the table from the one-way mirror.“You can call me John. Do you want to tell me who you work for?” the Latino man said. It was obviously a false name.Just then she got an FM transmission on 110.5. ‘This is Io. Do you copy? Waiting.’She was about to answer when “John” swung his right arm and backhanded her across the mouth. The force was sufficient to knock. We thanked them for the party and we reached our resort villa carrying Arvind.He has each of his hands on both of us for support.We reached the lift and entered into the lift, I pulled the knot of her bikini top.She skipped a beat and stayed still to balance the bikini on her boob.She could not use her hands as she was holding Arvind.As the first floor came, she had to move front to take him inside.As she straightened up and moved forward the bikini top slowly slipped off her right boob and the.