We don’t have time to argue, Lea. I mean it, and stick to that story,” I said, she nodded. She was crying. And then they were there, the men in bl...ue.I dropped the gun and raised my hands. We, me and my woman, were separated by the cops, read our rights, and briefly questioned on the spot. They cuffed me, but not her; I breathed a sigh of relief.Lea was released, and told she might want to hire a lawyer. I was jailed and told I would be seeing a judge to be arraigned on the morrow. Oh, and the. "You don't mind do you Sweetie?" She teased. "I want to make the night special for him." I looked at her in an early morning surprise. "I want to be so erotic that he can't resist me." She said."I promise I'll give you all the details." She pledged, flipping me a token dog/sex bone to tease me.She had her nails done in a French Manicure, which of course Phil had said he liked. She went shopping, came back laying her plunder on her bed.She had me pour her a drink and run her bath. I lit the. She was very fair and had big melons as her boobs. Her social status could be judged by the poor quality of dress materials she was wearing. Yes, she was in a Light yellow saree with a matching transparent blouse. I knew she was not wearing a bra as I could not see any bra strap inside the blouse. She was 5 ft 4 inches height and slightly on the bulgier side.Actually, my pervert mind started thinking wildly about the question she posed to me. But, then controlling myself, I said I just came the. Doesn’t go back for their stuff. City Hall, which is me until a new capo is chosen from above, doesn’t want their ... condition to spread. Forget the food court. You can eat somewhere else, in some other town,” the Mayor agreed.“Done,” David answered.“Also, Sister Lisa has to go ... and so do these reporters. We’re able to censor what remains of the Web these days reasonably well in Jersey, as you know. There are limits, but it’s doable. The last thing that we want are a bunch of journalists.