He politely said, "Hi Tiff! Hi Mit!" Tiffany struck up a conversation with him about school stuff. Mitali practically hid behind Tiffany and me. Try...as he might, he simply could not get Mitali to give him the time of day. She clung to my arm for the rest of the trip to the mall. Tiffany had spoken to me several times about how she felt sorry for Mit. "Dad, poor Mit could be so popular if she’d just lighten up a little." Like many teens do, Tiffany and their friends had shortened her. I asked Jen if she wanted me to fill the script for her, but she shook her head and told me that she would take care of it. We drove in comfortable silence and I gave some thought to the fact that I wouldn't be having intercourse with Jenny for almost half a year.It's funny, while I was a little upset, I found that I didn't have a deep sense of disappointment. I found myself a bit surprised that I was only a "little" upset. I glanced over at Jenny and again found myself proud of how she had. "DCI Williamson snorted and pointed to the wall. "CCTV. Can we see the tapes?"The officer chuckled. "They seem to have avoided them. Three shadows in the distance from the one across the garden and that is about it really. The camera up there," the officer said, pointing to the wall, "is not working. Richard Williamson snorted. "Inside job?"The Inspector looked behind him and then nodded. "Maybe. Do we know why it's not working?" Something sprayed over it, the forensic guy reckons. Some sort of. There are a lot of people, but not too many as to where it’s cramped. I see a table full of food and I run over and grab two cupcakes. Chris comes in and I give him a cake. “Thanks” He says, grinning a bit. “What happened back there was just an adrenaline rush after wards.” I said. I grab him again and start kissing him but for longer, about 13 to 15 seconds long and he doesn’t resist or pull back. He just keeps going! While this is happening a few of my best friends are cheering and chanting.