If Natalie had not stolen the CD, none of this would have been brought to our attention. Because it has been brought to our attention, we cannot ignor... it. That would be a crime in itself." You have two options. The first option is what I should do anyway. That option is for me to call the police and HRS and turn all of my evidence over to them. You will never see Susan or Natalie again and you and Eddie will probably spend the rest of your natural lives in prison. If you have a first rate. She slipped her shoes on and realised she was dressed. She took a moment to stare at herself in the mirror, partly to ensure that the outfit she had unconsciously selected wasn't a horrible mismatch, but also to see what it was that had turned Marcus away.Nothing seemed obvious, even if the pale tan of the shirt wasn't the best colour against her skin. The rational part at the back of her mind told her she was being stupid, that it was just one morning and tomorrow things would be different,. She patted my butt, gently patted my front, and slipped her fingers in between the t-shirt and my skin. Gently circling my waist, she ran her hands around the top of the t-shirt (I refuse to admit it was a diaper!). While doing this, her cheek was against my chest, and her chest (with softball size breasts) was pressed against my stomach and pelvic area. Sure enough, it started to energize my thing. She said, “We can’t have you walking home in that. It’s too loose and if it falls off, your. I’ll see you later.’ He headed for the door. ‘Oh, and there’s a post-it on the fridge about the coffee. In case you forget. See ya!’ and he was gone. ‘Bye then.’, I said to the closed door and put the mop away. It was obvious Steve had decided I should see Shana again. If I bottled out, I’d never hear the last of it so I found a pen and something to write on then replayed Shana’s message and noted down her phone number. Well, no time like the present. I rang her. ‘Hi! You’ve reached the home of.