I looked at him as told him to look away and not stare at me. he said how can he not when there is such a sexy piece of me. I threw him a look of disg...ust and bend down pretending to look for my hair band. And a few minutes into it, he came right behind me pointing to some place it fell and as he did that I could feel his mound pushing at my ass. I turned around in mock anger and asked him what he was doing, as he replied with his sneer that he was planning to fuck a randi (a whore) who is dying. " There was a long pause. "Sorry, over."A new voice broke in, male. "Last calling station, what is your location and situation?" He sounded pushy and demanding to Marla. He repeated himself. After a moment he changed tactics. "Two-Three, what is your location? We can pick you up today." Hope flared, then died as Marla saw Eckerts reaction to the next transmission. "Two-Three, Answer me, This is Lt. Grose, acting commander of the third battalion." Another long pause. "Two-Three, I am giving you. He was aregistered practical nurse who had gotten hooked on drugs at thehospital before being fired. He was the best person to look after theinjured man.Just then Officer Steve and Pastor Helen arrived from their house downthe street. The constable handcuffed the man, who screamed anew when thecuff was placed on his injured wrist.An EMT is on the way, he told the men, while Pastor Helen slipped intothe house where the three women were clearly distraught over theincident. A moment later a police. "What was I supposed to say? "Why?" "Don't quit?" "I'll miss you?" I didn't say anything. So go ahead, quit.She knew me better than anyone that night. She knew what I wouldn't say. She knew why. I didn't talk much her last two nights, but she sat with me anyway. And she introduced me to Sunshine.*At first glance, Sunshine wasn't a nine, or an eight. Maybe a seven. Maybe. She wasn't even my type, the brunette hard-bodied girl of my dreams. Blonde, fair-skinned, and short-waisted, she had me.