I sighed as I reached for my radio and turned it on. I had left off because the calls on it and the constant chatter were distracting, and I didn't ne...d them constantly interrupting my thoughts as I scanned the rooms that I was passing."Central, Central, this is foot patrol 6, over," I sent on the radio after determining that the channel was clear."This is Central. Go ahead patrol 6, over." Central, I am in building 612 on the third floor. I have detained what appears to be a robbing crew and. Now was the time to object if I was going to, but I didn’t. Something about him and his bold hand had me mesmerized. Here I was, in a public place, a strangers hand creeping up my leg, and all I could do was try to keep from hyperventilating. Back to my book again. The gentle swaying of the railroad car making it impossible to tell for certain if his hand was sliding ever so slightly upward. I looked down at his hand again, noticing that his little finger had disappeared beneath the hem of my. It was around 6:15 and I saw a few people walking into the house next door. I heard people talking on the back deck, and I thought this was the best time to go. As I was walking over my heart was pounding in my chest. I can’t believe what I was about to try and do. I did feel a little bit better since the yelling match, but I don’t think Mrs. Gray would be in the fucking mood, but I thought I’d try anyway. I got inside, and I saw several neighbors and friends of my mom and dad’s. “Hey Brandon. " She turned and headed for the kitchen. Betts looked around the room. Doreen had already stripped. Maddie still had a diaper on and was running from one naked girl to another, squealing in delight."Shit," Betts muttered. She stripped off her clothes except for the thong she was wearing and plopped onto my lap. "Keep that thing away from where it doesn't belong and your hands above my waist, buster," she growled under her breath. Nonetheless, she wiggled around enough to make sure I stayed.