Hilary saw the second figure jump out of her car, and charge at the third stranger . Without even looking, the other man spun around, swinging the bat...upwards, and caught the man under the chin, knocking him back, and onto the ground. The stranger looked over at the teary eyed beautiful brown haired woman in front of him. He stashed the baseball bat under his long canvas jacket, and stepped up to Hilary. “A little out of your neighbourhood, aren’t we?” He asked casually. He crouched down in. " Too?" asked Bobby innocently."Shut up. This isn't about me. It's about you." And Dave," Bobby prompted."Yes," she replied, beginning to get annoyed. She did her best to put those reactions aside. "He was probably an ass when he talked to you about playing ball again. But I'm sure he had your best interest at heart. You have to know that... don't you?" Yeah," he replied reluctantly after a long pause. "I know I'm probably not all that rational about it. I just miss my dad, you know? Don't get. ? Knowingher time constraints, she felt a moment of relief when she saw that the otheritems and accessories were simple, and she quickly equipped the thong and thecollar around her neck.? The bag stillhad some weight to it, and as she fumbled around for its contents, she removeda pair of handcuffs and what appeared to be shackles for her ankles.? She hesitated a moment, knowing that once sheequipped these items, she would be unable to struggle or escape should she findthe need to do so at a. “Because--because we are not equals”, said Sylvia.“Not equals how?” she said.“I am ... I am beneath you, Fiona. You are above me”, said Sylvia.“That’s quite obvious at the moment, shoe kisser. Eve, phone, please”, she said.Eve looked disappointed, but she turned her phone over to Fiona. She fiddle with it for a few seconds, while Sylvia stood up. I hadn’t been able to do anything for her, but I could at least give her a hug. I felt her embrace me back, and saw her face was flushed, though at.