Your assault unit leader,” the barman stumbled slightly over the unfamiliar rank, “has told us to make sure of that.”The Patrollers froze, and t...urned to look at him. Two of them showed fury, the others just showed cold indifference. “You have been talking to our officers?” one asked.“No. Not as such.”“Then piss off.” The Patrollers turned away from him“He came in to see us.”Once again the Patrollers turned to glare at him. “You turn us in, and you’ll regret it.”The barman retreated back behind. I was just watching you and Bethany and was a little sad that I didn’t have anyone to do that with. I really want a boyfriend. Nobody will go out with me.”“I disagree. I think you just need a bit more self-confidence and you might need to approach the guys, but you’ll be fine.”“But you’re just saying that because you feel sorry for me. After the dance, it’ll just be a pity fuck.”My previous assessment was reinforced — she was seriously lacking self-confidence. I had to build her up without. All the innumerable looks and even the whistle continued to add to the count.I pulled Renée to me and kissed her standing in the middle of the busy walkway. It was obvious that I caught her by surprise, but she quickly returned my attention.After breaking the kiss she asked, "What was that for?" Her smile indicated her approval."For being honest and positive with me," I answered.She looked at me somewhat stunned. "You've never kissed me like that though." That's because I was still waiting for. In fact we were just sitting around talking about you,” Steve said.“Steve,” I said, frustrated. I was trying to stop him. Steve has a way of just blurting everything out and giving away too much.“Oh really?” Dominique asked.“Yes, in fact, we were fairly convinced that you are a spy for the jocks. After all, what better way for them to find out what we are doing and figure out ways to further humiliate us,” Gayland said, very proud of himself.“Hmm... sounds like you have this figured out,”.