The woman grabbed her by the hair and forcing her head back roughly cleaned her face with the rag."You're a dirty little bitch. Just like all the othe... little cunts."Throwing the rag into the empty bowl she picked it up and put it in the sink before turning back to Brooklyn. Grabbing the lead off the hook she pulled at the girl."Follow me."And she walked off without even looking back. Brooklyn was almost pulled off her feet before she could stand but managed to turn it into a run and caught up. Our after school make out session had been interrupted by yet another unwelcome question from me about a boy I suspected Dede might have had sex with. As usual, rather than give me a yes or no answer, Dede allowed herself to get all upset and angry. In the past, when she got upset like this, I'd backed off from any further questions. This time I had decided to take a different approach to her anger."I don't care how pissed off my asking makes you, Dede. I think I definitely have a right to know. Always remember that. I love you."The phone went dead.I stared at it, puzzled. And then it hit me. There'd been an influx of her friends in the last week or so, and some of them were pretty dedicated to the Revolution. She had to be involved with that. And given what I knew about some of those people, that could mean she was in some serious trouble.I checked the bottom drawer of her dresser. There was $26,000 in neatly wrapped stacks of bills hidden under her clothes. I could do some serious. No affair, no nuts cut off – got it.”That did as I had hoped – it made her laugh.“Why don’t we head to UOP, so you can do the paperwork to start class in two weeks, and after that we’ll head to O’Hara and O’Hara West. I expect Stan to call me soon to set up the sales appointments he talked about.”Well, Caroline’s stop at UOP took practically no time at all, due to the fact that she’d spent nearly four hours poring over classes, schedules and so forth. We were quickly on our way to the recently.