Angry, Jack stood up and said, “You’ve got to be shitting me. Someone raped an old woman?”“That’s right,” Rich answered trying to maintain...an air of calmness. His reaction had been almost identical to Jack’s reaction. It had taken him a day to calm down enough to break the news to Jack.“Does Abby know who did it?” Jack asked.Already knowing the answer, Rich asked, “Why do you want to know?”“I’ll give that bastard a one way ticket to hell,” Jack answered furious at the idea that someone would do. ..sense of humor. And if he's Grandmother's friend, he might do something to help her protect whatever secret she's got." She shook her head. "No, Greg, don't try to talk to him. If you see his shop, promise me you'll stay away."**********"Hi, Greggy dear," Alison cooed in a bimbo voice as she sidled up to Greg, her hands playfully grabbing his collar as she licked her lips seductively.Greg swallowed hard, then he glanced at Anya. He looked back at Alison, and his gaze wandered down to her. " We've discussed this in a bit of detail. Some reasons for wanting to go up there for the Summer are easy to figure out. One area of interest is the beach for the Sun, the swimming, and boating. Another is for the peace and quiet. Neither of us is interested in hanging out with our peers, cruising in our cars, and the like. We have goals. We intend to spend a significant portion of the Summer studying. I'm planning on getting a hold of some used college text books on Geometry, Trigonometry,. And I flipped my hair and gave them the glint in my eyes they had asked for. They claimed I was like a body without soul. I was doing my best, I honestly was. But when they would arrange the floodlights and zoom in the cameras I would automatically lose my identity. Every click flash was adding up and I ended each day just like those mannequins you can style any way you please. My eyes would lose all glimmer and the best they did was cover it up by extra-sparkling eye shadow. They barked I was.