She said that her brother had some kind of practice and wouldn’t be back until after six o’clock and that she was all mine. So we climbed the stai...s and went into her apartment. But first Millicent stopped me in the hallway and tried to get my pants off. I told her none of that business until we got inside. I didn’t want to draw any attention.From there she took me right into her bedroom and undressed quickly, too quickly in fact. I like it much better when they undress slowly and prolong the. The name's Khalil Allen Stanford, or at least that's what the Feds call me. I was born in Brooklyn January 25, 1972. Came up through the public school system, a proud product of Bed-Stuy, and did well enough on the placement test to get into Brooklyn Tech. You could say I'm somewhat special, though not particularly so. After all, if you root around enough neighborhoods in town, you could find a few thousand kids like me. As for childhood, it was NYC standard issue...playing ball, listening to. Besides, you asked for that one."I was mumbling out loud as I climbed back into the Jeep, heading for the chemical plant to see if there had been any new developments. By the time I had gotten to the bottom of the driveway it hit me that I was one man against three girls and a smart woman. I was going to have to sit down, and figure out some way to win with those four once in a while, for my own peace of mind. I hadn't seen a unit at my driveway as we left and wondered where he was so I called. " So what's the plan? We keep moving around until you get what you want? I hate to burst your bubble but I'm at the end of my endurance here. If you keep pushing you are going to be delivering my babies. Then I would hate to be in your shoes when Rand catches up with us. He wants to be at my side when our children come into the world. I wouldn't want to be the one that denies him that." She shifted uneasily as she tried to find a more comfortable position to stretch out and ease her back. It.