" he replied."Angry much?" I asked, nonchalantly. I tried to walk around, but he pushed me back."The FUCK did you just say?!" Did I stutter?" Do yo... know who I am?" He asked."Let me answer your question with another question: Do I give a crap?" I said.He reached back to punch me, but I saw this coming. I quickly ducked, and his fist soared over me. I returned with an uppercut, and then hammered my knee into his balls. If he had any.He slapped me with his palm, and clawed at my face. I. On my last tour of the Portuguese prize before turning her over to the spirits distributor on the island, I happened across a small chest behind a secret compartment that contained a small purse of Spanish gold coins and a map written on an animal hide that might or might not be human. The map was nicely done in detail with the outline of an island in the shape of a female bum with two high peaks at each end and a deep ravine in the middle that exited in a stream of water that must be the scene. I calculated that I had over two years' fuel in a ten gallon tank. I pulled on a pair of heeled boots, shrugged into an armored motorcycle jacket and put on a wrap-around motorcycle helmet. Then I forked the thing, plugged my helmet into the radio, turned the key and took off straight up.At about twenty thousand feet it was getting pretty hard to breathe so I dropped back down to eleven thousand before giving it some scoot. I had effectors rigged up in sets of four controlling all axes of. Angel threw her arms around Frank's neck as the tears ran down her face. She was speechless. There was a huge lump in her throat.The onslaught began immediately as everyone crowded around Angel until they almost smothered her. Mia tentatively made her way to her mother's arms and as she fell into her mother's embrace she could not hold back her tears of joy and relief. "Mom," she said softly and she squeezed Angel for all she was worth.Angel was still feeling some pain from the beating Rico had.