She said to them with an attitude, "nigga I'm not submitting to youor any other man do you understand me? You must think I'm some damn whitegirl. Madi... con, deja me quito y suelta me as horda!!" He slapped her face. "Bitch, don't ever curse at me again and don'tever tell me what to do. And believe me when this day is through you Willbe submitting to anyone who tells you to. Now say sorry Sir" "No!" "Say it now bitch" whipping her on her back. "No!" in a sobbing voice. "Oh you is a little. " I don't know, Jake. Hasn't happened yet!" So what if I asked you to ... do twenty jumping jacks?"Abbie stood up and began to jump up and down. "What's the big deal? It's just exercise! Everyone should exercise more." What if I asked you to ... dump your coffee on the floor, and then use your sweater to clean it up?"Abbie looked at Jake, shrugged, and then poured her coffee on the floor. "Seems kind of a waste of time, coffee, and maybe even my sweater. But what the heck, I'll do it!" She. One of the women had fainted at the sight of the dinosaurs, but the children were all ecstatic at the sight. Wilbur and Swift Rat carried the fainted woman up on deck and all of the newcomers were sent up there, with orders to hide inside if we were not able to kill the raptors.Today, I was carrying the BAR and Ezra had the M1. The others had their crossbows with the explosive warheads, so we were in pretty good shape, but Mable did not recognize the danger and asked us not to kill the. He should get it in about three days. Just in time for the beginning of Christmas break. She slowly pulled the handle on the mail box and gently slid the letter into the darkness. Rachel pulled her sweater around her tightly as she walked over to the granite benches to sit and wait for the shuttle. As she waited, the wind brushed refreshingly across her face. Her hair whipped around her as if it had a mind of its own. Instead of panicking over her ‘ruined’ hair, Rachel leaned back and closed.