I strung the long bow and carried it with an arrow nocked, carrying a quiver of mixed broad head and war tip arrows on my back. With the draw weight o...f this bow, war tips would easily penetrate chain mail or a knight’s steel armor, as well as four inches of oak. I put the wagon together and rigged the harness so I could pull it. The harness went around my chest and over my shoulders. A quick tug on the ends of two rawhide ties would release the harness if I needed to defend myself. I slipped. “My birthday is the day after Cile’s. We were born exactly twenty-five hours apart.”She felt the sigh in the movement of his chest before he spoke, “And Cile’s birthday is one day before yours. Got it.”Katie started stroking his chest in earnest, trying to make him feel her trust in him, but in her heart, she knew that she was failing. She finally rolled over and sat up beside him and took his hand in hers. They could see their reflection in the mirror over the dresser and both just stared at. You must now learn how to act and behave like agirl, Gina, if you want to live here with me, and get alongthis summer. You do want to get along with me, don't youGina?" "Yes, Aunt Maureen." "Gina, tell me how you look and what you're wearing, andhow much you like it." "I have on pink panties, a pink bra, a pretty slip,stockings, shoes and a pretty dress. I also am wearing prettymakeup and a wig that makes me look like a girl. I look verypretty, don't I?" "Yes you do, Gina. . She’s gonna tell on you for sure! Do you want to go to jail,” Ronny tried to talk some sense into his very pissed off wife.“Stow it Ronny! I got this! She’s so whacked out of her mind on drugs no one will believe her,” screamed an almost psychotic Pam.“Little Bobby! Go in the bathroom and get my battery powered hair trimmer! Momma is going to teach the bad women a lesson she won’t soon forget!” Pam yelled to her eight year old son Bobby. Bobby came out of the house dressed like a little cowboy.