What can I say?” I replied, looking up at her. She was about to burst into tears, obviously needing someone to share and understand her own troubled...state. “I’m still sorry I did what I did and that I hurt you. Haley said you were bruised. I’m sorry.”“Stop being sorry. There is nothing to be sorry about. What happened, happened. Maybe it should not have happened, but it did. And two things came of it, one, we are talking for the first time, and two, I had an amazing orgasm masturbating about. I immediately wondered if I had made a mistake. If maybe the smell was from being close to others who smoked during the night. It just seemed so unlikely from her looks that she was a smoker.My face reddened at the question itself and she sensed my discomfort. But at the same instant something changed in her. She didn't answer immediately, but she seemed to lose a bit of what I could only describe as a professional demeanor. What struck me most was that her nipples hardened and her breathing. When the band played a slow song she was hanging ontohim tightly, pressing her body against his. At one pointhe leaned down to kiss her and she responded by givinghim a long soul kiss and greedily sucked on his tonguefor all to see. I was pissed, but could nothing aboutit, so I took it out on the customers. I could blame iton PMS later. Finally Sandra, Steve and their friends all left at 1:00am and I cringed thinking what they would do next. Roywas there that night and noticed my dismay. He. And it was even more patently obvious that most of them didn't have much of a clue about why they were even involved in our investigation in the first place ... but they'd all been impeccably coached and rehearsed in advance to the extent that each said the same nothings in nearly the exact same sort of way.Right off the bat, I also suspected some memory tampering had been used on a few of these alleged witnesses. A few of these very minor street lugs just acted too calm and smug, getting an.