Hakim stood back and merely watched, just as his companion had asked. The next ten minutes or so were filled with Michaela’s plaintive wails and cri...s as Salib worked her over with the whip. In his own way, though, he was judicious about it. He only struck her breasts twice, and her back three times. Most of his blows were aimed at the girl’s hips, thighs, and knees. When he was finished, Salib’s brow was slick with sweat from the exertions of wielding the whip, but the flushed skin of his face. I knew that if I left home again at the end of summer to return to the university, I'd only find out later that my father had seduced or molested my little sister.I began a plot to keep her safe. I transferred schools to one closer to home so I could commute. I moved back into the family home, and I vowed to stay present enough to protect my little sister.But I quickly learned that this would probably not be enough. Charlie loved my father immensely and enjoyed the attention he paid to her even. The gate was plenty wide and tall enough for the truck Jerry was driving. It looked big enough for a semi truck to pass through. The pillars at each side of the gate were made of brick. They were about four-foot square and almost fifteen feet tall. Connecting these pillars between their tops was a wrought iron structure that was an arc. In the middle of that arc were wrought iron letters forming the words ‘Getto Ranch.’ Jerry stopped the truck in the middle of the road and got out. He walked to. " Sandy, Chief Kostowe called me last evening, with some very interesting news about a family friend. I suppose this call is related?"Sandy sighed. "Yes, ma'am. How much did the Chief explain?" As much as he knew, Sandy, and everything I could dig out of him. I have to admit, I am absolutely tickled. Lenore seems like such a nice girl, and I owe you some thanks for getting her parents to call me. We will be near-neighbors, I think, and good friends, when we find them a place to put down some.