.. then he'd be arrested!" Sure," I agreed. "But specifically? You'd have to swear, in detail, to what happened before a warrant will issue. Do you te...l the real story? Who would believe you? Do you make something up? What?"Her face was compressed and tight, but she nodded. "I get the picture." I'm sorry. And as a lawyer, believe me I take no joy in saying this, but... I don't think that whatever justice we bring to Mr. Victor Romero will be dispensed by the system. We'll have to make our own. “She likes it when boys flirt with her. It makes her feel good.”Mira stared at me as she tried to process what I’d said.“I guess I get that. But it has to be real guys, you know? That shit-head would make any normal girl run away screaming.”I blinked at her a couple of times. I didn’t understand why she talked about her brother like that. Little Miss Normal would probably say something about it but I had no idea what. In the end, I felt like I had to say something.“I don’t understand why you do. Reluctantly I shook his outstretched hand to reaffirm that our friendship was still intact, in spite of his fucking demonstration and threats to me.After a few more words of advice, he departed to his room by saying "You married some good pussy there, and should be proud she's carrying your name. She'll make you a good wife and will be a good mother too." "I saw you shaking hands, does that mean you're still friends?" My wife said as I returned to the bed where she was still laying on her. Jack beamed with pride as he thought of how well his daughter had turned out.He was really proud of the young woman she had become. Not to mention how beautiful she was. Luckily she had her mother's looks. She was a gorgeous redhead just like Wendy. She was just the right height, Jack thought maybe 5'6".All of Emily's after school sports had given her a nice muscular tone to her. She had a nice firm looking backside, as far as Jack could tell. At least he knew it looked firm in those volleyball.