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- About six hours ago." She giggled. "It's a little after 3 pm." "Shit." I mumbled. "I guess I was more tired than I thought." I said, still wanting to slip back into the warm embrace of sleep. "Do you want to go back to bed, Daddy?" She said softly, stroking my hair as she placed kisses on my arm. "No." I grumbled, rolling over onto my back offering a place for Melanie to snuggle into under my arm. "But let me hold you for a bit, first." "Mmmm, I've missed this so much." She sighed, as she pulled herself tightly against me, buring her face in my chest. "How much do they know about us?" I asked. "Karen knows everything, Daddy, and I'm sorry about that." She said, getting very still in my arms, signalling her apprehension. "And Holly?" "She knows we're polygamus and that we're pregnant, but she doesn't fully understand our dynamic or that your sisters and mother are involved." "Let's keep it that way, yes?" I asked, though not making a suggestion. "Of course, Daddy." Melanie agreed, emphatically. After a few minutes of reconnecting, Melanie and I exited the bedroom and walked down the hall to the living room where the other three were watching tv. I say, watching, but it was merely background distraction as all eyes fell on me as I came down the hall, especially Holly, who had yet to see me and was clearly pleased with the sight of the dashing young man who'd come to her rescue. Like many teen girls, she had no shortage of crimson in her tender cheeks or lack of eye contact when meeting a cute arab iraq boy for the first time. I took the opportunity to shake Karen's hand again and thank her for the use of her bed, but again, she was the grateful one. Audrey and Melanie went to the kitchen to fetch us all something to drink while Karen offered me a seat on the recliner. I sat down in the recliner and turned it to face Karen and her daughter who were seated on the sofa. When Mel and Aud returned, they handed out the refreshments before taking their place on either side of my feet, drawing an unusual if not unexpected look from the mother and daughter. I wanted to find out as much information about Miguel and the people he ran around with so I started my conversation with Holly. She said there were about eight guys he ran with in his crew, but they were just one of several that controlled their section of town. She recalled seeing as many as thirty or forty at parties they had, but she wasn't sure how many of them were actually members of the gang. She said she was usually too scared to be too nosy and ask too many questions. When asked about firearms, she said that they had lots of guns and she believed that murdering someone was part of the initiation into the gang. Now, I was getting this information from a teenage girl who had probably seen too many of the gang films that seemed to permeate the market in early 90's cinema, not to mention that Mel and I came from Albuquerque less than two months ago. I'd never heard of any gangs that required initiates to murder someone to get in, but I did know that most of the time it took some manner of violent act so I needed to proceed with caution, nonetheless. The numbers didn't fill me with a Lesbian In Iraq lot of confidence. I was pretty sure of myself in any fight, one on one, but gangs never fight anything one on one and they won't fight fair, not that anyone ever should, only fools fight fair. Karen did take the cops advice and purchased a handgun so we had that at least if they should try and shoot up the house. I wasn't too worried about a drive-by though, at least not unless it was a last resort. 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