She felt small and vulnerable in his powerful arms. They stopped at a table and he pushed her face down before taking a step back and lifting her summ...er dress. He smiled as he saw the wet patch on her white underwear. He held one hand on the small of her back pinning her to the table (although she wasn't struggling much anyway) then with the other hand reached up to her crotch and pulled her knickers until they tore revealing her smooth pussy. Her labia was already engorged and on fire, any. .. ever.Not sure if there were others involved, I remained vigilant until the first police arrived, then thumbed the safety on and placed the weapon on the tabletop. The first officer through the door moonlighted for the studio part time and recognized me instantly. “What happened? Is there an active shooter? Are you OK?” His questions came too fast for answers, so I let him run down and then put him in the picture.All around us people were crowding the officer, telling about the crazy woman. I got to my apartment and dashed up the three flights of stairs to the top story. On that level there are only two apartments, mine and the one across from me. I had seen my neighbor Steve that morning, and he mentioned he was going off with his lover for the weekend (he\'s gay, not that it makes any diff to this story).Anyway, I opened my door and kicked my shoes into the apartment. I stood there looking around, in desperate need of a good piss. Not seeing anyone, I finally relaxed and let go.. I also recharged the stun gun. Funny I wasn’t one bit tempted to cat nap in the early hours of Thursday morning.When the cop came to drive Linda and Megan to work and school, Megan wouldn’t even look at me. I didn’t try to explain to her why I zapped her dad. She wouldn’t care. I hoped that somebody would explain it, but it couldn’t be me, no matter how bad I wanted to try.I spent Thursday passed out at my house. I got up just in time for a shower before my wild drive to the county jail. There.