Now when her checks started bouncing they wouldn’t be able to call her and would soon padlock her space. Next, I used a reverse directory to look up... Mrs. Haywood’s number, ‘Mrs. Haywood, my name is Greg Nelson and I’m calling for some information regarding your husband Lance.’ ‘At this time Mr. Haywood and I are separated so there isn’t much information I could give you.’ ‘I understand, that explains a lot, you see my wife left me for him this past weekend.’ She knew nothing of this and asked. ."His eyes widened when Sophie produced two pairs of handcuffs that had been hidden under the mattress."It's this, or we're done," Kylie said as she took one set of the handcuffs from her friend."I..." he began, but the look Kylie fixed him with told him that she meant what she'd said. If he didn't agree to the handcuffs, the game was over. Panic warred inside him with excitement. He'd never been with anyone but white girls, and he was about to hit the jackpot. He'd also be a hero to the team. ”“Not only that, but I could defeat you without drawing a weapon. Training, you know,” he explained gently. The eyes of the guard widened as he became aware that John meant what he said. He cleared his throat and said, “So could we make it appear that I tried to chase you away, and you defeated me – without us actually doing anything?”“That would be sensible. Consider it done. As the defeated warrior, do you need to go back and report your defeat, or should we disarm you and tie your hands to. But Maggie was even more innocent when it came to anything of a sexual nature. She knew where babies came from, that much she had actually guessed. But as for the mechanics as to how they got there, she was clueless. It was an almost magical occurrence as far as she was concerned. Married people simply had babies. Which was the extent of her understanding regarding that particular subject."Come on! Aren't you hard enough yet?" she heard Kathryn ask. Maggie watched as Kathryn positioned herself.