" Really? Let's see. Who can we fool?" It will have to be someone who already knows you. Preferably someone who has seen your jewelry." Neeka giggled....Hunh? Why not some stranger on the street? I was thinking of just getting out and walking a block to see if anyone noticed." Sam, you're forgetting one important point. Even if you were wearing the real suit, the sight of you prancing down the street in it would probably be enough to stop traffic. No one would stop to wonder if the suit was real.. ‘Okay, okay!’ He said as if trying to placate her. ‘You can be a slut in public too!’ She couldn’t withhold her laughter any longer. And threw her arms around his shoulders as her body shook with spasm after spasm of laughter. ‘As a matter of fact, I can,’ she murmured after the laughter stopped. ‘But you know I want more too, right?’ ‘I hope you do,’ Dutch grinned, leaned down and kissed her. Rosa returned the kiss and grabbed his shirt. He fell back against the couch and put his hand on her. . what to avoid... and what I didn't want to be."Carl?" I asked, settling back into my comfortably cushioned executive chair. His eyebrows rose in question."I know you have a degree in criminology, Carl... did you have a minor in applied psychology too?" I inquired with a small smile. He grinned and shook his head."Nope," he said shortly, "but I was a cop for seventeen years, boss. You run into all kinds of stuff driving a radio car." His face stiffened. "My grandson taught me a lot of things. Having been confronted about this, the sales lady had been ordered to bring gifts (which she stole from work) as a token of her apology. She was now submitting to further punishment and seemed to be relishing in her plight, especially to be in intimate contact with that which she lusted for in the first place.As Stephanie emptied her bladder into her molester she gained a glazed look on her face, satisfied and relieved. The 20 oz soda she had with her pizza must have made its way to her.