Li'l-bro was her joke. Mike was 'Big-bro', even though now as adults, I was three inches taller than he was."Come on, spill, what's wrong?"Lorraine wa...s like that. When I started walking Nicola to school, she caught on immediately and teased me that I was in 'lurve' as she put it. When I went to spend the deflowering weekend with Nicola, she knew exactly what I was doing and even covered for me at home. She was always one highly perceptive girl, now a woman and even more so. She also knew when I. . she'd lose all respect for me, and I definitely didn't want that. I wanted... well, there it is. It was what I wanted. So who was ever actually submitting? Sure, I wanted other people involved in our game, but they would always be oblivious to the 'game' at hand. There had to be rules.. true love is too precious a thing.'It wouldn't hurt to try hon.. I mean...' 'Oh for fuck sake' she interjected, 'come here and kneel down by the side of the couch.' I was taken aback by this. 'I'll give it a. Ann was comparing him favorably to her former husband, and Maria wanted all of the minute details.They did not meet any more bushwhackers that day, but Maria and Billy assured Ann that this strip of counties abounded with the breed. However, if they did not find any after a few days, they would take the ferry to the other side of the river and give those counties a try. In fact, out of curiosity, they might do that anyway.When they camped that night, the two women cooked enough food so that. The problem with the federal cops, she decided, was they couldn't be trusted. She eased herself back in the recliner and closed her eyes. Whom could she and Mark trust? She was positive no one in law enforcement could be trusted, especially the feds.Something seemed especially wrong with that whole supposedly chance meeting at the hospital. Both agents seemed to have different hidden agendas. The one seemed more like a street cop than a federal agent. There was something wrong with situation.