She spun around, furiously pulling down her skirt, and covering her mouth in seeming horror. Mara stopped, and realized she still hadn't gotten the pa...pers. She bent again, pulled out a folder, but didn't bother pulling down her skirt. Looking at the papers, she strutted past the stage railing, until she reached into the wings to hand someone the folder. A voice was heard to say "Thank you, Miss Bottoms".She made a face, patting at her leg in the tight skirt, as if it was too confining. Mara. Her mind consumed with trying to figure out how to keep her family safe.Her father recovered his feet and helped the two men removed the intruder. After a couple of aborted attempts that got him kicks to the face and chest, he managed to grab the intruder’s feet and the three of them removed him from the flat. Once they reached the parking lot, the police were there to take custody of the intruder.That was the last time the unborn baby would ever be in a room with his birth father.A few days. "She left, without a word, and he'd put the shirt and shoes on by the time she was back. She had several safety pins in her hand. She didn't ask, but just went to kneel behind him, lifting the shirt and pulling the waistband of the pants tighter. He felt her hands for half a minute and then didn't. He turned to find her standing close to him."Thanks," he said."You're welcome." She took a deep breath, and his eyes strayed to her chest. He was pretty sure she noticed, but she didn't say anything.. It had been so hot for her and she’d thought about it for days after. She’d decided that one day she would marry Chris. He was just too good looking. She just needed to, like, start dating him or something first… The silliness of her thoughts made her smile, but as she stood in the dorm room, Rachel felt the wheels turning and she was sure what she was about to do would be enough to get her there again. And the thought of doing it with Rebecca-. She saw the fire in her friend’s eyes as well.