"Hello, Ramona," he said coolly jumping out of his car.They went into the small frame house together.It was one of those houses that were put up by th...e thousands at one point. It had two bedrooms and a living room, and everything looked as if it had been made pre-fab, which it had. The taste was somewhat tacky.Ramona led her beau into the living room. She made him sit down on the couch. "Can I fix you a drink?" she asked.She was feeling somewhat self-conscious about herself. She knew her body. They were immediately seen before they even got close to the van.The two culprits in the van tried to make a run for the exit and grab the girls but the girls were ahead of them in their thinking and reactions.Janice and Sly both hit them first with a throat chuck and then a fist to the nose. That was when the blood flew that Bobby could not handle. After that the guys backed off enough that Sly and Janice used their feet for a rib kick or two, and then they went back to hitting them in the. What did my voice sound like?I love you. I want you to be a happy girl. Go look in the mirror.I walked to the mirror and sat in the chair. I looked into the mirrorand saw myself. I had a young man's face."I told you I'm a boy," I said to the voice. I was sure that he was aboy in the mirror. That was a boy in the mirror. I looked at the faceand turned my head. I have a collar. The three gems shined in thelight. I didn't even notice that I was wearing a collar. I reached upand touched the silky. No, he held his fire for a few more seconds and then let go—one Apache was down! I was so impressed that I forgot to shoot.He took down another charging horse, and the noise of his shot was enough to wake me up. We both fired almost simultaneously, and two more horses fell. Damn, that was three for Joe and only one for me! I congratulated him as we cautiously walked to where the Indians were sprawled on the ground. One was not dead, yet, so I shot him with my revolver.Joe did not have the usual.