’ ‘You take that back!’ and they both laughed. Alan pulled two bananas from his jersey and gave her one, and they munched in silence for a momen.... As she stood up to go back to her bike she squealed, grabbing her thigh and collapsing to the grass. ‘CRAMP!’ ‘Do you need me to help?’ ‘Cheeky chap, aren’t we? Trying to get near my knickers right off the whistle, eh?’ she taunted through gritted teeth. Alan went over to her and began massaging the bothersome thigh, and using the Seed caused her. He was sharply dressed, "suave" was the word thatcame to his mind, but Kevin guessed the man had to be at least inhis middle thirties. Probably old enough to be his and Sheri'sfather, he thought. Sheri didn't wait for Ward to get out of the car, but openedthe passenger door and slipped onto the seat. "Ward Murdock ...my little brother, Kevin!" she said motioning toward each. Since there was no top on the car, Kevin reached out over hissister's blonde head to shake the older man's hand. "Nice to. It was weak but steady. He leaped to his feet and ran for his rig and the industrial first-aid kit he always carried."Agent!" he bellowed. "Michael is down; gunshot wounds. Tell those on-coming sirens we need medic assistance immediately!"Rhys grabbed the kit and ran back to Michael. He started cutting away clothing to get at his wounds."Jeezus!" he exclaimed, seeing the thick coating of blood and mud all over his face, neck, hands, and the obscenely thick mat of blood plastering his hair down. " she says."That's too bad." I reply. "You've got a lot of training ahead of you today."Her eyes drop to the floor, and she says nothing."Are you going to be a good and obedient slave today?" Yes, Master." We'll see..." I open her cage and hold her hand as she steps down. Her skin is so soft! She stands before me, everything drooping off her spine. "Stand up straight!" I order. She straightens up, but not nearly enough. Don't mothers teach their girls proper posture anymore? I walk.