Caleb was walking past an alley one night when he heard a grunt of pain issue from it. His instincts immediately overcame his good sense, and he went ...nto the alley to investigate.He found three men beating an older Latino who was not able to protect himself. Caleb drew his gun and fired a shot at the man doing most of the pounding on the victim. The bullet hit the man in the leg where Caleb had been aiming, and he collapsed to the ground. The other two men started to run away, but stopped at. I stood up quickly and bent down to kiss her. Women loved to kiss. I had learned that well from my stepmother and stepsisters. Now I was kissing an older woman and I could smell her lavender scent. Actually, she was just about the same age as Cindy, my stepmom. I liked kissing, too, along with all the other stuff. I just liked sex. "My god, you are such a bad boy. So bad. You're just forcing me to do things that I'll regret, aren't you, Peter? Aren't you forcing me? Oh, lord, I'll just have to. The theatre was not empty, and of the three people there Jennifer recognisedtwo: Joel and Francis were close cousins (though by a different branch of thefamily tree than James Edward's) of her departed husband, and presumably membersof the DeMoeira dynasty who were much better versed in their family's linesof business. The third was obviously "the Doctor", if only because of his dress.However, he appeared to be dressed not for operating but for research, witha long white coat reminiscent of. Her hand slowly creaking over thedoor as Peter stood up, his robe barely covering his new breasts.Fiona's head peaked in and stopped."Blast." Fiona stated as she stared into, well, herself. Peter smirkedas she approached herself."Heylo, I'm Fiona Adams, pleased to meet you, I mean, pleased to meetme!" Peter's flawless impersonation of Miss Adams stunned the lass for afull minute, then a smile crossed her face."I think a trick deserves a trick, don't you?" Fiona asked herself, shenodded in.