"No, no, not quite. A healthy middle, I think. Bengesk."Cyl'Dia smiled and nodded, but her smile was tainted slightly with sadness. "I understand. Tha...k you, Chire." My pleasure. It was sweet to meet you, Beth'Sany."Cyl'Dia lifted me into her arms again and Huna followed us out into the streets. We made our way into a small home off a side street. Once inside, another girl about my age came running up. "Cyl!" Myr!" she shouted, straining to hold me with one arm while with the other gathering. "He was going to rape me."The sheriff tucked his prick away and zipped up. "No, no, no." He hefted his pants."Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. And Quigs saw it too." The deputy's mouth hung open. "Maybe we can settle this peaceful like without any fuss. Let Natalie and her father go on their way, and we'll pretend nothing happened. No harm, no foul." Nothing did happen." The sheriff rubbed his chin. "Or I could lock you all up and let the judge handle the mess. He's my brother-in-law, doncha. Stacey was on the 12th floor and as we reached the 6th the door opened and her sexy neighbor came in, I had noticed her a while ago and later found out her name was Tara. We greeted her a bit red and she smiled looking at us and at the slight bulge in mystery man’s pants. We reached the floor and as we came out Tara smiled and said as the door closed, “Next time you wanna party girls, give me I call”. I just wanted to pull her out but she was gone and it was too late anyways I just wanted to. It was never easy informing a mum her child was with a foster family but I had never seen such a violent reaction as I had witnessed today, although I was content in my mind the removal was in the child's interest.As I arrived home, Mark met me in the integral garage. He already knew about the bad day as he was the social worker who was given the case. He had a large glass of red in his hand and a warm, comforting hug ready for me."How did the mother take the news." Oh honey, it was awful. She.