"She kissed me again and headed back to the parking lot. I guess another forty minutes went by and I hadn't seen Trish so I got up and went looking fo...r her. I was just heading for the door to the parking lot when I saw Trish and Tim come in the door. They were both stumbling along and Trish was giggling and when she saw me she said:"There you are. Come on baby, I want to dance."The band was playing a slow number and Trish was pressing herself into me and telling me that we needed to get out of. "He is leading an investigation to try and find me. I want to talk to him." Oh," she muttered. "I'll see what I can do."Oliver rocked back and forth on his bench, watching the horizon. He had paid cash for his phone and done all his research at an Internet Cafe; he was untraceable he thought, but still knew he might need to make a quick escape.A police car turned off the main road and Oliver tensed only for it to pull up at the tiny station and stop. "Hello?" A male voice answered and Oliver. "He gestured towards his police badge and I read it and involuntarilygasped."Officer Samson." Mh hmmm that's right.... so the question now is..." He lingered for asecond, he let his face break out into a full smile. I considered boltingout the door just then and there, but that wouldn't achieve much."Do you want to be trying to make me happy, or trying to make a hulking,pedophile-hating, son-of-a-bitch cellmate happy?"The calculations ran through my mind rapidly, both options seemedhorrible,. She reached out to him and took him in her arms as she passionately French kissed him before leading him to a night of passion in the bedroom.She was sure that he would not be a problem, and she knew that she could, and would have him that night all to herself ... She was already wet at the thought; it had been a long time since she had a man of her own age to have sex with. In bed she let him taker her in his arms and they kissed passionately on the lips, as their bodies came together. Tony.