Immediately a bright red line formed where it had been hit. He struck again, hitting the same breast. Rebecca felt as if her breast was being torn off...her body. “Pleeeaase, stop!”, she screamed, “I will do aaanyything!”Carl, with raised cane, looked over at Mr. Bolden-Ahern. He indicated him to stop and moved onto the stage. “I said the original deal was off the table, now that circumstances have changed, and I meant it. However, I can offer you a new deal: a whole hour of ‘private’ time. ” He glances over at a small grocery across the street where a large man is sitting in chair. He wasn’t there earlier, I’d have noticed. There’s an axe handle leaning against the wall behind him.“Thank you, Sir. I appreciate it.” There’s something about him, the way he looks at my uniform. “You served?”“1967 to 1968. Pleiku in ‘Nam.” His face darkens. “Different shithole, same shit.” He eyes my ribbon rack critically. “Guess you’ve seen a few shitholes.”“A few.”He nods toward Malone. “He said. My tightest jeans and my black boots. Im about 5"4 and have long blond hair. My eyes are green mostly and they sometimes turn Grey. Anyway i was looking around noticed the street is empty. This street is usually busy. I felt something was off so i picked up the pace. I almost made it to the end of the street when i see a form. Its all dark but i can tell its a woman. So my fear eases. As i get close, she doesnt move. I look into her face and shes utterly beautiful. Long dark hair, pale skin,. "Sweep? What's that?" I asked.She gave me instructions on sweeping my skirt so it wouldn't wrinkle and then asked if I was ready. I nodded and she said, "OK" while pressing the start button on the remote.I sat in a proper manner, and she handed me the first box. "Thank you Mommy," I said, and opened the present to find a Barbie and tea set combination. I reached over and gave her a hug and kissed her on the cheek, saying "Ohh, it is what I always wanted." I continued to open the remaining.