I saw her standing in the shadows; same long black coat. As I approached, I wondered if she’d want to know the time.“Have you got a light, Honey?�...�� She showed me a cigarette in her right hand.Ah, a different approach. “Sure,” I said, fumbling in my coat pocket for matches.“Don’t waste a match, Honey. One off your hot end will do nicely,” she said, winking and putting the cigarette between her lips. Hmm, deep red lipstick.“Right,” I said as she grasped my hand and lifted it toward her face. She. It was little over two weeks ago and she hadnt called to warn her little darlings that she was on her way home. It was early on a Saturday morning and the date wasnt all that enjoyable and nowhere near what last nights date was like. So she wasnt in a real good mood at the time. She just eased the T-Bird silently up the drive and stopped just outside the garage. She got out and walked around back to the patio door and slowly slid it open. She walked in and set her purse in a chair and kicked. I don't want scream." If you scream, I'll cut your tits off." He flashes the knife."You don't need that. I'll cooperate." You're going to love it, bitch."He pitches me face first into a mountain of used towels. "Stay there." Itry to breathe away my fear. I am in Yoga class. My leotard clings to me,my poses are perfect. The teacher praises me, I look into my third eye,and see myself, a perfect girl. My boobs rise and fall with my evenbreath, my lotus is square and flat, my groin is a perfect. "Good, you're a good mother you know that? My boys mother ran off when he was 5, she was hooked on junk, he's never had a good role model. You though, you're a good mom, would do anything for your k** huh?" I nodded, trembling, afraid to speak. "It's ok hunny, my name is Darryl. J-Dog, he's out for a bit. "I placed the money on the table. "S..s..so are we ok then? You're going to leave my daugter alone from now on?" I will sweetie, I hope you know this is just business." I turned to.