“Not really. We just kind of make out. Lots of kissing and petting.” “Are you sure dear? He acts like he's a big stud around here. Are you sure...you’re not having sex? You can tell me, I won't be upset with you." “He respects me. We just kiss and I let him touch my breasts.” “You do have beautiful breasts. You’re a very beautiful girl. Have you ever kissed an older man before? I really would like to kiss you. Would you let me kiss you? I want to see how you kiss my son?” I could tell Ashley. You, I think, are over 18. Hit me and I will have you charged with assault." I'll beat the fuck out of you and you will not be able to tell anybody, ever." Threatening me with death now? You are a poor piece of shit. You even have to bring a flunky to fight a twelve year-old. Does he beat babies for you too?"Tony took a slap at me just like others had done. I stepped back though because I could not see any witnesses yet and there was two opponents. The flunkey moved much quicker and caught me.. I was told to meet him in the parking lot. He was just shaking his head and rolling his eyes as he sent me on my way.On the way to the range, we talked about some of what had happened since the shooting, especially in regard to the Review Board, but in the back of my mind I was thinking about our differences. I was a regular patrolman and Hank was TRT. They considered themselves an elite unit, but like so much of what I had learned about police work, the reality had nothing to do with what you. I stepped onto the concrete floor and moved quickly to the stack of boxes in the corner. I didn’t turn on the light since I knew exactly where to look. I reached around behind the biggest one and felt for the bag I knew was there, I fully expected a big rat to bite my fingers but it didn’t happen. I felt the bag with relief and pulled it out. I dropped the two dollars Mrs. Johnson had given me for cleaning out her garage into the bag, twisted the top closed again and stuffed it back into its.