"So you like it rough do you, well bitch I am going to show you rough" and with that I slap your face and grab one of your tits and squeeze it so hard...I can see tears on your face. Then I pinch the nipple and more tears. Slap your tit and to the same to the other one. Then I take out a knife and cut your clothes from you. I run the blade up from your belly to the neck to cut the front open exposing your tits fully. I cut the sleeves and rip the top from you. Then I cut from navel to thigh. She just wanted to get the whole thing over with! Ally turned to Kaija, a serious expression on her face. "He didn't come here expecting to see you, Kaija. Somehow he knew it was me behind the keyboard instead of you."Kaija looked puzzled, but continued to listen attentively."Barc thought I had had a change of heart and was coming on to him." Whoa, back up a minute. A change of heart? You two have discussed having a relationship behind my back?" Kaija tried to remain as even-tempered as she. . in fact ... West Texas."I'm sorry, Charlie. I mean it." I understand, Gordy. An' you kids bin real good to me. I'd a never found my way through them desk jockeys in Alice Springs. Likely, I'd be on my way home. Or already there. Or in jail waitin' to be shipped off." But I was bad, too, Charlie," Weena added. "I pushed Reynolds; and I told you what to do; and I really tortured Henderson." All true. But you did what needed getting' done. An' now we're here. An' the cattle are here. So, we. Most found it extremely odd that Brock Miller didn't exist until he was 16. He had no Social Security number, no birth certificate and no school records until he was a junior in high school.The first time Brock knew that the pro scouts were interested in him was when Lynn Collingwood called him to let him know that she had been contacted by a security firm researching his past. Brock was immediately on guard, fearing that someone wanted to try to exploit him. It was still his natural reaction.