As the sleeper hold became more intense, the resistance of the blonde rioter faded. Knowing he would be dead soon, Marjean decided to finish him in an...emphatic way.Turning to her right side, she arched her body backwards, while keeping her legs locked around the male, effectively bending him back. Her body was bendy, but his wasn’t. She took her body to its limits, and the nearly dead male into a U-shape.Suddenly, after a pull from her hips, his spine snapped. Hard. A deep groan escaped. But then, I started to find that Rita had schooled me too well in being awoman. In fact so well I was starting to think that I was a womantrapped in a man's body. Only I found when I arrived at the studio thata group of young Muslim men would make advances towards me.It started fairly innocently. "Hey Bea! Want to be my girlfriend?"Then it got more gross. "You got any Muslim in you?" No," I responded."Would you like some?"I blushed and hurried up to the studio.I felt humiliated and. The others found her this morning when they came to start digging." Appalling. It's unusual here? Something like that? I've never heard of anything like it." You're right. Did you hear anything? Last night? About eight o'clock maybe?" No, I don't think so. I was here all evening but, no, I don't think I did." That's OK. I didn't think you would. It was only one man. With a car, I think. But it's all right. I know who did it." Really." Sure. This is not Greek. Over behind the Dimetrios. I’m sorry I can’t join you for dinner.” I really was sorry. Why the hell did I do this before my date? It could have waited until tomorrow. It’s that single-mindedness that takes over when I start working on a puzzle.“Me, too.” I could hear longing in her voice, even over the phone.“Andi, is this serious?”“Oh, no. I’ll eat my share of dinner and the rest I’ll refrigerate. Cali always comes home from rehearsal hungry.”“I don’t mean dinner, Andi. I mean us. Are we really more than friends?.