I remained still long enough to get my bearings and then sped off. I kept glancing in the mirror. And then I saw it -- the black Cadillac closing. Beh...ind it was Jennifer's tan car. I pressed down on the gas pedal. Getting into an accident was less frightful than being caught by those chasing me. I drove like a maniac with one eye on the road and the other in the rearview mirror.I headed for the freeway hoping I wouldn't make a wrong turn and get lost. Houses flew by at incredible speed. Cars. It was an area of the store Tim enjoyed slowing down whenever he walked by. The smells of freshly baked goods were always something to enjoy. With his newly-enhanced olfactory senses, the scent was heavenly.The string of profanity in both English and Spanish that followed, soon after the loud crash of bread pans hitting the linoleum, was what got a lot of attention. The older Hispanic lady in the white hairnet quickly put both hands to her mouth and looked like she was about to cry when her. .. that's why they invented butlers.I glared over at the small group of four other large Unicorns, but they had no stomach for a fight. They stared for awhile at their slain leader and slowly left the hall without uttering a sound. I decided not to stop them. I had problems enough here.This little exhibition certainly quieted the crowd and helped the ladies' and the meeker males to quickly decide to obey my earlier instructions. I gave them each a quick look-over and didn't note anyone that I. I was thrilled to see no one was bothering to use condoms.Once again Naomi brought her pimp a handful of cash. This time when she headed back to the street corner, she was nude and called to me, “just one more”. I called back, “then don't clean up”.Two cars came to a quick stop and Naomi, after leaning into each car, to negotiate a price and be groped, directed them both into the parking lot. She was so eager after making her deal with the guy in the second car, she ran to the first one and got.