Father Rizzo gave no reply. She tried very hard to look through the screen if she could tell, how her confession had made him feel. She noticed, he wa...s resting his head against the wall and his eyes were closed. She heard a slight rustling of his robes. OH God! He was surely masturbating. This made her bold to decide to see if he was really acting according to his desire. She left her side of the confessional as quietly as she could to go over to his side. The door was obviously unlocked, so. "Jane, I came to look at your clothes because I promised I would but also I wanted to see you again. But you have to stop giving me things, don't try to make me like you by giving me things. I already like you and I can't forget how you made me feel before, how confused and hot you made me and I wanted to feel your lips on me again. I really came to see if you wanted to make love to me and the dress seemed like a good excuse to see if you wanted me. Do you want to make love with me?" Oh yes,. Lt. Peterson’s brow furrowed and he flushed with anger. A moment later, Chief Moynahan was at the Duty Desk. ‘And what is the problem here, Sergeant?’ he asked, seemingly affably. Lt. Peterson answered before the Sergeant could say anything: ‘SBI Counsel Drake is here to interview Officers in connection with the Troy investigation. I’m trying to meet his request for a room to conduct the interviews.’ ‘Ahhhh, I see.’ said Moynahan. ‘Well, that will not be happening. Agent Drake can find his own. I've noticed that, even when youtalk about a woman's physical attributes, it's usually part of adiscussion of their clothing. Like, 'she was wearing a yellow shiftthat really accentuated her ass. Or the boots really drew attention toher gorgeous legs.' Quite frankly, it's like listening to one of mygirlfriends cut apart a woman we've seen." So what, I'm a girl? Thanks, Jennifer. That makes me feel sooo muchbetter." Look, Steve," she said sternly. "That's not what I'm saying. Stopprojecting your.