'Please stop now,' she said again, clinging onto the hope that her fantasy was about to come true, 'please. I won't tell anyone.' she continued with a...little belief in her tone.The Stranger sat in silence, a blank look upon his face.'Please. Just untie me and I will give you time to leave.' Claire said, her voice building in confidence. 'I haven't seen your face, and I don't know who you are. Let me go and I will say nothing.'Still he said nothing. He just stared at her mouth, mouthing her. Die Abiturtermine standen an und besonders in Mathe hatte sie schon immer einige Probleme gehabt. Aber ihre Mutter Susanne hatte damals beschlossen, dass sie aufs Gymnasium gehen sollte. Franziska sollte es später mal einfacher haben als sie selber, einen guten Job bekommen und ihr eigenes Geld verdienen und weniger von dem Einkommen des Lebenspartners abhängig sein. Sie hatte sich von Franziskas Vater scheiden lassen, als diese 7 Jahre alt war. Inzwischen hatte Sie einen neuen Partner. Although there had been a lot of pushing, shoving and cussing matches no-one had been seriously hurt. There had been enough complaints that the APD put both gangs under some surveillance.The South Side gang was the one that came to see Shelia and her boxers at the open house on Monday and then they joined the gym on one of the exercise only package specials, plus signed on to take boxing training. To get to the Bay Bridge without an out of the way detour they had to go through the North Side's. They went around the table displaying a pair or three of a kind but the asshole grinned as he displayed a full house, "I think this takes it."I snorted as I turned my hand over, "not today."He gasped as the others chuckled and then he glared, "you cheated."Everyone went silent as I stared at him and then stood. Like the last time my sleeves were rolled up. I leaned on the table, "I will give you one minute to apologize before I kill you."He swallowed, "it is not possible to..."I straightened.