"I guess, being an educated man, you spotted that 'Thiler' has the same letters as 'Hitler' only muddled." Yes," Hack panted. "It's an anagram. He mad... a joke about it when he came to dinner. Something about his parents being closet fascists." Whatever. He is a little Hitler here on Black Bear Mountain. He knows all that goes on in the Precinct and he controls everything. His word is gospel. No one contradicts him. If he wants to see you about that cabin, you say you bought from him he'll send. ‘Keep her like that Joe, if she moves or makes a sound belt her one,’ said the man who had his hand on her thigh to the man holding her legs down. Then he and the other man started to undress, they dropped their clothes where they stood and kicked them away into the centre of the room. One of the naked men then relieved Joe of his task and Joe shucked out of his clothes so that all three of them were now naked. Michele strained her neck up off the bed and saw the three men standing around the. Hardwood be there? What would he do? What would he want me todo?Unnnhhhh!I spurted for the third time that strange day. Hard. Then fell into asweet, exhausted sleep.Chapter Four - Basic GirlishnessThe next day was also weird.Why are you not surprised?And it began long before Freda picked me up after school for modeling.At breakfast, I kept sneaking peeks at Mom for clues to what she knewand what she thought. She knew Mr. Hardwood had sent me a Valentine andtaken me to dinner on my birthday. She. And now, she had to figure out of way to use that to her advantage.***THAT NIGHT***"So are you just going to sit there all night and give me the silent treatment?" Lauren asked her son during an awkward dinner.He finally looked at her for the first time this evening. "No, it's just that I'm tired of you going through my things and trying to manage my life. I'm not a k** anymore mom." I understand," she sighed. "You're a young man and you've got your whole life in front of you. Maybe I'm getting.