” “Yes, yes, yes. But of course,” Winston said. “We never did get your name,” he continued, dropping the fake English accent. “You must be...the new neighbors. I live just across the street. And your name is?” “Rebecca.” “Ah! Rebecca. Rebecca, Rebecca, Rebecca…and from what clan to do you hail, Rebecca?” “Excuse me?” she asked. “What’s your last name?” Jennelle chimed in. “Oh…Rebecca King.” “Well, Rebecca King, how old are you?” Winston asked. “Fourteen.” “Fourteen? So you’re a. She freezes; not knowing whether to scream or fight. "How many are there?" She can't analyze the situation that quick.If she screams, he runs.She doesn't.He cups a hand against her ear: "If you don't cooperate my friend is outside. He would like very much to do something with your daughter. If you do, I won't let him in." She doesn't move; doesn't do anything; can't tell what's true.She starts moving her hands; tracing his hair; his nose; his lips and ears. "Are you good looking?" she whispers.. .together. Right down to his clothes. His faded jeans, t-shirt and his dark brown leather jacket were clean and Jenna could smell a soft hint of tobacco smoke. It was hard to believe he wasn't married with kids of his own."Then he shouldn't have done it in the first place," Jenna said sternly. "He's lucky that I don't also make him pay for the damages."Mack shoved his large hands into the pockets of his jacket to keep from reaching out and finding out if she feels as soft and silky as she. "Please, I touched it on the busand I'm dying to really get a look at it." You touched it already?" replied Nina surprised."No way. No fair, cheating ahead," said Lucy giving April a playfulshove. "You little slut." Ladies, let's relax please," said Hannah."Now if you wouldn't mind, Miss McDermott," said Holly pointing towardshim. "Please stand and let the girls view the merchandise." Ok," said Walter, gulping nervously as he stood up before them now andlifted his skirt."And the panties too,.