Old lady. She wasn't actually that much older 28. During the class we started talking. Ater class we met for coffee and talked. We had a lot in common...; books, photography, antiques. She had this weird idea that she was reincarnated from Russian aristocracy...that was fucking weird but it wasn't like she paraded around telling people to bow to her. For several weeks me hung out together doing stuff and there wasn't anything sexual going on. One day we had been browsing antique shops and when we. I was indeed. She then asked him to do the same. Me, I look like just another one of the clothed perverts, watching the naked women, but I'm really watching just one, and the men's reactions she gets. Another time at Lake Tahoe , she said saw an older man walk by her several times, semi-erect, leaking from his penis. She just watched as he walked by; she got to the point where she has no qualms about looking at penises, and does not mind if they know she is sizing them up. There are so many. ." Now, Jack. Make it happen. Now!"So, Jack went back to the bank. He said, "Manager, please," to the teller in the cage."What for?" It's personal."The teller was a local boy. He knew the manager was an important man. Too important for the likes of Jack."I can't just summon him on a whim. Why?" Like I said, it's personal."Another thing, Jack was the leader of the gang that killed the holdup crew ... and left the dead. He'd had to haul each body out the door, lock up the bank, and haul the body. . . . .’ She left it to my imagination as to what was being suggested. ‘So in return for you having sex with him he would drop the charges against your husband?’ ‘Yes. And I’m not the only woman that he has done this with.’ ‘And I gather you agreed to this?’ ‘What choice did I have? We couldn’t afford to pay any fines and if we couldn’t he’d go to gaol and then where would I be?’ ‘So you and the Sergeant had sex?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Was this the only time or were there more?’ ‘Oh no, there were more. It.