What was worse, the little slut told my mom and Mom in turn told my old man about both incidents. I was sunk! Dad told me it would be better if a horn..., good-for-nothing stud like me had a room and a job in another town. Then he told me to start packing.But my luck was changing. When my Aunt Linda heard that Dad has thrown me out and I had taken a part-time job in the town where she lived, she invited me to move in with her. Aunt Linda had just recently been divorced and she said she didn't. I guess I should have introduced myself. I'm James Patrick McFarlane, President of McFarlane Security Services and Angela McFarlane's brother. You remember Angie, don't you? She's the pretty little redhead that you had gang raped two days ago. You and your scum bag biker buddies are going to pay a very high price for hurting my sister."The arrogant smirk slid off his face to be replaced with a worried look. Still he tried to bull through with bravado, "Are you fucking insane? You mess with the. I had decided to go to my Gym and get in a good workout. I went in and was immediately met by Joe. He said, “I have been looking for you and wanted to tell you that Harry had passed away. The funeral is on Saturday and wake is tonight.” I hadn't seen much of Joe and Harry lately, but we always had worked out together. We had not been playing much together recently though, just due to the timing of when we were all at the gym. These particular fun times you can read about in the story entry. She tried hard not to dwell on it and carry on with her life as normally as she could, but every day there seemed to be a reminder of these changes and her feeling of helplessness as they overtook her. She tried to read books and articles on the subject, but found herself loosing concentration and even interest in the variety of conflicting information and advice they contained. She briefly considered Estrogen Replacement Therapy, but rejected it when she saw the risks of Breast and Uterine.