I tried to fight back but I wasno match for the heavier and stronger boys.“What the hell are you doing?” I cried.“Teaching you a lesson,” bark...d Mark, the large quarterback. He landed apowerful punch right across my jaw.“About what?” I asked desperately.“Trying to speak to me without my permission,” Allison sneered as sheencouraged the boys to start kicking me with their spiked shoes.“Please stop!” I screamed to no avail. I could feel my rib cage cave inwith a loud crack.“You don’t have the. Edith and Rhonda did all the talking with words. At the garage, Monica released my hand and we all went up the stairssingle file. I found myself using the handrail to make sure I got up thestairs in one piece. The three of them climbed them like mountain goats,but I was less sure footed. Going up in these 3 and 1/2 spikes is morework then coming down. At floor two of the stairwell, I looked ahead andsaw the three of them waiting for me at the third floor. When I got tothe turn for the final. John McIntosh and William Banister joined us after the meeting. They had gotten plenty of sleep and a couple of meals since arriving early this morning, and they looked a lot better, but would still need considerable time to recover completely. G & G and S &S hovered around them like mothers around their first born.We spent some time explaining to them just who we were, and what we were presently engaged in. Both men expressed considerable surprise at not only what we had done at all of the. The window flew open and both girls were yelling at me. One noticed the blood on my arm as I again tripped and fell. She told me to stay where I was or she was going to call the cops. I didn't argue. As she approached me I felt like I was about to be shot. She helped me to my feet and into the house. She told me to sit at the kitchen table and not to move. The other girl stood behind me with a baseball bat just waiting for the chance to strike. As the first girl cleaned my wounds and taped my.