“Headquarters ... This is Six-Four Seven. I need an ambulance for a severely injured child with multiple head injuries at the scene. Be advised that...we have a white female in custody for the assault. Six-Four Five is handling custody of the prisoner. I will be staying with the victim.” I could almost hear every word, but found I had to rely partially on lip reading to be certain.The radio response was almost instant, but I couldn’t hear well enough to make out what was said. The officer knelt. Because we spent more time with our Mistresses than our own gym coaches, our coaches told us that they were taking us off the list, forever ruining our chances of becoming future athletes.Our mistresses were still kind enough to let us attend college, and of course our classes, only so that our lecturers don't start sending letters to our parents about how often we attend our classes or how high our absentee rate was.In cafes they always made us carry their food tray for them, making us give. She’s tiny, but she can be pretty frightening.”“Nothing wrong with a strong woman. You’re acting differently than you did with your last girlfriend. A little more mature, I guess.”“Well, I don’t expect to be buying an engagement ring in the next few months if that’s what you mean. I did kind of rush things with Barbara.” Joe nodded sagely. Thank heavens that hadn’t gone anywhere, Joe thought. The girl was a bit of a shrew and he wouldn’t put it past her to get knocked up to force Wayne to marry. This was business after all. “There are two conditions Karen. They want her to get a breast augmentation. I might be able to talk them out of it if we can raise her profile enough, but right now they want her to get her breasts done. Top guy, but still……” John paused, but Karen didn’t seem to flinch at the suggested surgery for her not-yet eighteen-year-old young daughter. “And they want a demographic recognition value of over twenty.” They talked more and John explained what a “recognition.