It they keep me in the loop, there will be a lot more.” I explained.I looked up fifteen minutes, or so, later to see Gray walking into the coffee sh...p. The waitress took his order and we waited for her to return before we spoke the first words.“So what’s up?” Gray asked.“You first? are we a go, or a no go.” I said.“More details to handle you can’t be an employee, or we get into all kinds of legal shit,” he said.“I knew that. So you don’t want our help?” I asked.“Oh I didn’t say that. You know. "Told me. I was at the trial. He told me he would have killed you too, if he could."Laura shuddered. "God... I guess he would have. Is he still in prison?"Trina smiled bitterly. "He still in prison. His sentence is twenty-five years."Laura could still remember being held down while Gerald raped her, and how she had climaxed in spite of herself, making everything worse. She was so distracted by her own thoughts, her own guilt, that she didn't notice the big tears sliding down Trina's cheeks. I was getting ready to call you to find out when you wanted to practice again,” I said with my heart hoping it might be very soon.She replied, “You read my mind, all right. The last time was at my place. Let me find out who can take me to you?”She had put down the phone. ‘Take me to you,’ she responded. What am I supposed to do? I love her. However, I am only days from turning thirteen. Oh crap! Crap, crap, crap on a stick. Just have some patience, Charles. She’s only ‘untouchable’ for a while. "About what?" Peter asked."About why you want to kill yourself?" My parents came back early and caught me. Mom, walked out of the room saying I wasn't her son anymore and dad..." Peter paused, started crying and continued, "Dad just kept hitting me. Why did mom say that? I can put up with dad hitting me, but why did she say that?"Chris went over to Peter and he put his head on her chest and bawled his eyes out."You poor child," she said softly, almost motheringly. "You have a good cry, it'll.