Help.Nobody gonna hear you, fucking hag. Scream Bitch. Beg. The gangbangers were laughing.“MY SHOULDERS, ARMS I FEEL LIKE I AM TORN APART. SOMEONE...HELP ME.”“SOMEONE PLEASE”Juan took off her blindfold. When she saw all the brute around her she becamehysterical. They wore their gang colors, tat’s crazy hair cuts. They just lookedthe look, bad ass MF’s.I was so fucking hot.I know its crazy but I always had these fantasies about Mom, but this was beyondmy wildest dreams or hopes. Sonia was. .. adds Rebecca, fixing the tablecloth and playing with a spoon.”Give me a cigarette.”Gary, intrigued, hands her his packet. Rebecca lights the cigarette and inhales a deep puff. “Well, you see, we met at the Boston Trading Bar. On the top floor, the 102nd. You know? - Yes, of course, he answers briefly so as not to interrupt. - In the elevator, on the way down, there were about fifteen of us, all white except him. Rebecca pauses to exhale the smoke. “I was embarrassed, a black man, you. Why in the world had they put this off for so many years?? Mac already planned that as soon as she could manage to get pregnant again after this baby was born, she would.Mac had changed out of her Marine uniform after she got home and put on a cute little maternity top with a bra underneath and a sexy pair of short shorts that shoed off her shapely ass well, and her long shapely legs. She wanted to seduce her baby's father when he got home and she hoped Harm might even be unable to resist. Elizabeth was on her feet in an instant but I couldn't figure out why."Objection, Your Honor," she said. "The state is overstating the professional rank of this witness. Willis Mann has not attained the rank of detective."Castille raised his eyes at Baker as if to ask a question after glancing at his witness list. I finally figured out why she had circled the letters "Det." on my sheet. It had never occurred to me to ask until then."Mr. Baker?" Castille said, when it became obvious the.