Holding up my hands I said, “It’ll be easier if you hear me out before starting on your questions.” They both nodded and I continued. “As hard...as it is to believe, what I said is true. I was born in El Paso, in the year of our Lord, 1952. Yes, you heard me right. I was born in 1952, almost 100 years from now.”I went on to give them the story of my 20th and 21st century life. My parents teaching school at the reservation, being adopted by the Garcias, joining the military, finding and marrying. The run and earn on the scummiest darkest events all running in the shadows of the estate, all the footmen of the Dredds still wear there purple tracksuits and bandannas. Sophie is barely a teen. at the age of 13 she is maturing slowly and is at that sweet ripe stage in which she is perfect in her physical appearance. it is a hot summers night in may and she is curled up on the sofa watching the EastEnders repeat at roughly 10:00pm. she hears a loud thud that jolts her from the sofa, followed. “I thought I would keep you company. Just in case, Jocko comes in. He wouldn’t bother you if I’m on the bed with you. You don’t want Jocko to mess with you, do you?”“Noooo,” she whispered. Bruno stretched out next to her, one of his hands pulling him close to her, Mary growing more worried as his hand slid over her small naked chest and touched one of her nipples.“Scrawny little k**, Mary. Do all the boys pick on you?” He pinched one of her nipples, seeing Mary’s lips clenched tight, but she. " Of course, sir," he replied instantly. "I will alert the chief of security to be present with an assistant when you come forward. Thank you, very much, sir." He was a bit too obsequious for me, but a hell of a good butler.Our Chief of Security, Edward Olson, met me coming out of our stateroom, armed and very deadly looking. "Stand down, Mr. Olson. I was only being cautious. There is no expectation of a problem, but I deeply appreciate your level of concern and quick response." He took my.