I gave Stacy one of my t-shirts to put on and she did. Wearing that one item of clothing and some flip-flops we helped her empty her car. Ginger helpe... her put stuff away and hang clothes in the closet without much regard to organization. I almost felt as though Jillian was moving back home. The two girls were close in age, at least relative to Ginger or me.We reached a good stopping point and I suggested we go out for dinner. Stacy dressed in a minimum of clothes the way Ginger was, and we. . boys and girls alike.A few times Victor saw a gang of six or seven older girls chasing down a shy freshman lad and, after shoving him against the wall, stripping him down to his underwear. Another odd thing Victor noticed was that all the stripped boys' underwear was white, including white sport socks. Then he noticed a team of eight girls coming his way with evil grins on their faces.The first to grab him by his shirt collar was a sixteen year-old beauty by the name of Krissy. She smiled as. “Something to drink?” He offered as we came to a sitting room. Easy chairs were fitted with elaborate holders for already filled glasses of wine.The wine was ruby, and looked good. Of course what I wanted to drink was pearl, but I merely licked my lips at the thought and reached for the glass.He sat opposite me, slouching back with the ease of a man totally unafraid. I couldn’t help noticing that his eyes did dart to the almost see-through effect of my soaked white blouse.“I take it you aren’t. The clinic called us, as they are required to report gunshot victims. He must feel like Joey can get him out of this, but we have his prints and probably a blood match in the car, and I'm sure we'll have some more evidence before this goes to trial. We're going to charge Joey as an accessory, but like I said, he might say his buddy stole his car or he loaned it to him."Something wasn't right with this, so I asked, "Did Joey bail his mom and dad out of jail?" Nope, Joey came in, only visited.