I stopped by the police station to see him, but they said he retired a few months back. I asked, but they wouldn't give me his number, so I left my nu...ber with them and they said they would get it to him. Well, about fifteen minutes ago he called me and gave me your number. Hope you're not mad about that."I listened to what he said, and something didn't seem just right. "Well, no I aint mad, but with all the trouble you went through to get in touch with me I am sure it wasn't just to say hello.. You struggle trying to break free. The man slaps your head twice and tells you to shut up and quit struggling or he’ll shut you up for good. You hear four distinct voices; all male. Someone takes the your phone from your hand and you hear one of the men instructing someone to turn the phone off and remove the SIM card.You feel two sets of hand running a rope or some kind of cord around your body to restrain you. One of the men asks you if you’re scared. They all laugh when you reply yes. One of. "Mary arrived for her weekly visit with her husband. She missed him very much. She is forty and should be having sex with Tom but he had a gambling problem. He would be at the track instead of their bed.Mary walked toward the entrance to the prison. She didn't like the place. She was always hit on by someone, from the guards or prisoners. She knew she would because the way she always dressed. She was wearing a black skirt that stopped at her knees, black blouse with see through sleeves, black. I was trying to take my time walking back to my aunt's to delay the scolding as long as possible, but every damn dog in town wanted to be petted, or wanted to lick my face. Short as I am, some of those brutes didn't even have to lift their front paws to slobber all over me, totally screwing up my makeup.So much for quiet introspection. I knew from experience that pushing them away wouldn't do a damned bit of good, so I endured and walked faster. Finally, I reached the sanctuary of my aunt's.