After about an hour a man fetched a tray of sandwiches and bottles of water and left them on the floor. The girls told her they had been, abducted on ...their way home from work three weeks ago and raped five nights each week by numerous men. The first week they were taken to a surgery and sterilised, which did not stop them being raped, they used them anally for a week afterwards. They ate the sandwich’s and later a man came and took the two girls away to the club where they would be used until. He's setting you up and you had better be very careful, my dear." I was standing directly in front of her now. She couldn't fail to understand my concerns and my suspicions of Terry Gilson's motives. I could only hope my message had hit home."You're jealous. You don't want me to succeed because it will make you look bad. That's what this is about ... you're jealous," she taunted.The argument was going nowhere and she wasn't listening. I let out a large sigh, turned and went down to the basement. And yes, I'd given thoughts about what it'd be like to sleep with her. I met her in college. She was a lot younger than I was. The age difference was almost 20 years. But that wasn't the big problem. At least she was in her mid 20's when I met her. The problem was her sister. Miranda was 17. She was a lot younger than her sister Amanda. And she was almost 25 years younger than me. But it didn't stop me from thinking what I was thinking.It wasn't that long after going to dinner at Olive Garden. Am I a total stalker if I go look for his other contact information in the family registry and keep trying to make him talk to me?”“Wait. Is Clive a Stone?” Shelby frowned, still catching up.“Oh, yeah. He’s Clive Whitehall-Stone. I should have mentioned that part.”Shelby considered the question. In Brownfield Mills, a lot of girls had come to her with questions like this - sometimes seeking a sanity check, sometimes looking for an affirmation of what they were damned well going to do anyway -.