I wondered about her being down here alone, for she seemed to have tears in her eyes. I wanted to take her in my arms and hold her and stroke her hair.... That part of me had been dead since Maya had died, so I was taken aback by the urgency that I felt now. She just smiled at me as though she could read my thoughts."Are you ok?" I asked her."I'll be fine," she said as she looked away from me. Her sadness was overwhelming me. "But, would you mind staying down here with me for a bit? I really. My thinking is she did it for whatever reason, when she knew no one would be home. She just drove up and tossed a Molotov cocktail through a side window and drove off.’ ‘Very neat and clean,’ Devin said. ‘Since you worked it out, and she didn’t deny it, she might have been making a cry for help.’ Lois said. ‘Either way she knows now that she is on he bubble. When I didn’t show up for work today, she at least knows the shit is over,’ Roger said. ‘So you are saying, we need to send a team to. Just relax, I whispered in her ear. She rested her head on my shoulder and we swayed to the music. I could feel her heart beating fast and lowered my hands slowly down her back. Her breathing had quickened and so had her heart. I lowered my head and kissed her lightly on her neck, nibbling along her jaw line. Want to get out of here? I whispered in her ear? All she did was nod once with her eyes still closed and I took her hand and ran toward the door. Thinking on my feet, I decided that the. She slumped down to the floor and sat, mortified, for several minutes."Well gee, my humiliation is pretty much complete," she said to herself. "But at least it was my own. That amounts to something, doesn't it?" She glanced up to the security camera, swiveling around toward her on its constant back-and-forth search for shoplifters. A very nasty idea filled Tamara's already oversexed and humiliated mind. Clearing her items off the small bench at the back of the stall, she sat with one leg up on.