But I am a grown woman now. I know what I have to do. Tomorrow, I will walk across Rail Street and give myself to the North Thirties. I am strong. I w...ll survive this. It must be done.”Carlo looked at her in silence. There was nothing he could say. Everything that she had said was the truth. Finally, he said angrily, “So be it. But if... no when... I catch this trucebreaker, he will be punished ten times as severely as you will be.”Felicia replied, “So be it.”Chapter One: Felicia’s Story, Ready. I live at the Chariot Apartments on Broadway. My apartment number is 316 and I'm on the third floor. I'm going to take a shower and I expect you to be here in thirty minutes. I work in conjunction with the police department and if you don't show up, I'll get a cross directory and find out where you live. Would you like me to show up at your house?" he threatened me."No, please don't come here. I'll come to you. I'll be there in thirty minutes, I promise," I mumbled back to him."Yea, good idea. " But you're so small, dear. Are they really that strict?" Not them as much as me. I was bigger. I feel better when I'm smaller."Joanne had no response, so they walked along."Blaine's really good at lacrosse," John made small talk."He is, but he's showing off a little for you, today, too," Joanneconfided. "I'm not kidding, Bebe, I think that Blaine is head-over-heels in love with you. You've stolen that boy's heart. Have you had alot of boyfriends?" No," he said, honestly, "Blaine is the first. Under his T-shirt, I noted a strong body and his biceps were impressive.As I reached my door I turned and said, “Hey, why don’t you come in?”“Why? I am not allowed to mix with the guests.”I bit my lower lip and cocked my hip. My bikini was tiny and the thong bottom showed off my apple shaped ass.“Oh, I don’t mind, and there might be a tip in it for you.”He got down the ladder and by the time I had the door open he was right behind me.When I closed it he grabbed me from behind and walked me over.