Derrytilted his head and nickered quietly."You disapprove, horse boy," I said to him."It's not for me to judge, pal," he responded. "Come on. There's ...omeone Iwant you to talk to. Hnnrr!"He led me to the other side of a man-high thick hedgerow. The hedgeseparated a smallish square space from the rest of the garden; there was apair of swings, and a dark-haired girl was sitting on one of them. She,however, was not a little child. Leslie Simmons alias Faith rose to herfeet with an impishly playful. Fuck, just look at her. She's wet enough for both of us. "As you just said, Professor, the course is completed. Forget all your power games. You've made me wait long enough." She carefully removed his reading glasses and set them aside.And caressing his thick dark hair, she guided his head slowly toward the exquisite ache between her legs."You’ve wanted this all along, haven't you?" she whispered."Fuck, yes," he admitted, surrendering to the scent of her arousal.She could hardly believe that. " "That willchange when we go out, guys will be falling over themselves to get toknow you, and you're gorgeous."Then, there was the sound of a car again, as voices and other noisesfilled the air. "Hi Lisa, who's your friend?" "This is Michelle Dawn,what's going on?" "Party in Bill's house, parents are away, you girlswanna come?" "Sure, I'll go, what'cha think Michelle, you feel likegoing to a big party, hey we can knock all the guys for dead like I wassaying earlier on." "Oh, I'm not sure; I. Ten years ago, I witnessed a crime. Some street gang, whose names Ididn't know, burned down a free clinic in the neighborhood. I got agood enough look at them to give a description to the police.I didn'trealize what would happen when I came forward. It seems that two of themen I identified had a prior track record as cop-killers. The police,desperate to bring these men down, put my family into protectivecustody. We were in Witness Protection, so the Sarah you knew neverexisted. My name was.