He waved at Nix and signaled him to come over.'Oh good' Nix thought 'first drunk of the night. Time to put him to sleep and give him the old heave ho...."What's up, Doobie" Nix asked. "Where's the drunk?" No drunk," the bartender replied, "Over there, the cat is molesting that young thing and she's struggling too much for it to be consensual. You'd better get over there and break it up, before the old guy gets hurt."Nix looker over where the bartender indicated. Sizing up the situation, he. The whole situation was obscene. The strange hand groped again, but this time pushing into her crack through the material of her dress. This was too much! She did her best to glare ferociously over her shoulder, but not one pair of eyes met hers. ‘I want to get out of her,’ Rachel shouted. Bernardo replied, but his words were lost in the noise. Rachel grabbed his hand and pulled him through the crowd making free use of her elbows. Even in the foyer conversation was difficult because of the. .." the stories all started with that. Eight miles long and steep enough for truck runoffs every mile, Montana posts troopers strictly for speeders. The hill has a sixty-five mph limit ... very enforced. Each and every ticket issued to the bicyclists was for at least 75."Didn't you pay the fine?" Heck no ... can't beat a speeding ticket for proof."And someone else said, "Except for Annie's broken leg."Everybody laughed and someone asked what we were doing.Grace said, "Buying a boat."That. I wasn't sure how she'd done it, but while my attention was distracted, she'd moved around behind him preparing to enter the fray. My father was smart enough to back up, seeing two angry females closing in on an unsuspecting victim."Look, let's sit quietly before we're thrown out into the street or someone calls the police," I told him, once again trying my best to keep the peace. "I didn't do anything to her, but we can discuss what did happen once we sit down."Staring at me with a look of.