Bluebell Dell was the most miserable tangle of derelict houses they’d ever seen. Nowhere were there shops as the girls understood them from home: j...st market stalls. The homes were constructed as square shaped concrete flats or were thrown together from corrugated iron, mud and cardboard. Very few roads were paved, and then only for a few hundred metres at a time. Sharon and Tracey soon got to recognise the police from a distance. It seemed that the police were everywhere. In every village,. She said, you know I really like strong men. In panic I looked around to make sure no one else was around. Sara said, don't worry honey. They were up half the night drinking. I fantasy seemed to be coming true. I wrapped my arm around her when she was close enough. She stuck her chest out and said, what do you think. My mind was going a mile a minute as my heart pounded. Putting her arms around me, she said I know you think about me. I tried to deny it, but she said your mom told me you've had. One thing that Augusta didn’t have, that Atlanta evidently did, was a big drug problem. Yes, there were drugs and dealers and even some gang activity, but it was nowhere near as big an issue as it was the larger city. I think Pat had as much to do with that as the local law enforcement!The crime rate was on par with most other areas of a similar size and population density and, like Pat, unless there were good reasons to get involved, mostly I would adopt a hands-off on social issues. While I. She showed no emotion as she called my name, nothing to give anyone an idea of a relationship."Mr. Glynn, the contingent from the Mayor's office as well as reporters are here. Once I get the OK, I'll escort them up the hall." She said professionally."Thank you, Miss Poulson." I said as I handed her my folded post-it.She took it and was off to wait for security's OK.About 5 minutes later I heard a ruckus on the hallway and I knew they were coming. The buzzer rang and the door opened and.