The lawyer was trying to undermine the police officer's credibility...Q: 'Officer -- did you see my client fleeing the scene?'A: 'No, sir. But I subse...uently observed a person matching the description of the offender, running several blocks away.'Q: 'Officer, who provided this description?'A: 'The officer who responded to the scene.'Q: 'A fellow officer provided the description of this so-called offender. Do you trust your fellow officers?'A: 'Yes, sir. With my life.'Q: 'With your life? Let me. As Elliott closed the door, all three boys stopped in the entryway and kicked off their running shoes. All three were wearing baggy athletic shorts, slung low on their hips with fitted boxers showing. Jamal had his white t-shirt already in his hand, his impressive muscular torso glistening with perspiration. His face was covered in sweat too, as were his legs. Elliott looked at the other two boys and saw that they were the same, their t-shirts stained and damp. Obviously they’d been doing some. He quickly registered me and I drove down to my room.I grabbed my overnight bag and dashed through the rain to my door. I had trouble with the key and got thoroughly drenched before I finally got the damned door open. Well, nothing for it now but to get out of my wet clothes and take a hot shower before hitting the bed. As I stripped off my wet, cold clothes, my nipples responded. That brought an itch to my crotch. Before I knew it, I was massaging my swinging 38s with one hand and my pussy. They couldn't run toward the wagons without getting a shower of bolts fired at them, and they couldn't run the other way because of the number of men packed on the road. (I can't help wondering how the enemy could have been so stupid as to try to march their whole army down the narrow road without sending out adequate scouting parties ahead of the main group. Maybe they were too arrogant for their own good!)Once it was clear to Horse that he was going to win, but that he could wind up killing a.