Then each grew quieter and more somber.“So girl, what are you going to do? Really?”“I guess maybe I’ll give it a try. You’re right, I can wa...k away. And if he brainwashes me or something, you’ll come rescue me, right?”“Honey child, you can count on this little sissy boy to round up some gang bangers from back in the hood, and we’ll come gunning for you.”“You grew up in the burbs, not the hood.”He looked around cautiously and put his finger across his lips. “Shush. You’ll ruin my reputation.”She. She took my hand and strode over, not dragging me with her, but making it clear where she wanted to go. Even before we got there, I could see Grace and Emily sitting next to each other, leaning close and talking animatedly. They were both wearing red devil outfits too. Sitting either side of their mini-conference were two young men I didn’t recognise. They looked to me like they were probably in their early twenties. Another couple sat on the opposite side of the table sharing a joke, but I. We even cleaned the rounds that were shot at us.Mom asked, "What are you doing?" Your son isn't that smart. We're taking the evidence to clean off the fingerprints." Oh."The box was back in place before more casings were added. Caiti brought the box back again to clean the new batch before returning them. The clean coin had to stay until we got all the evidence. The coin was too valuable to just leave.Later, the car left with the evidence. We hoped that when more was found, we could trace it. In a word we had fallen totally and utterly in love with each other. CHAPTER 7 Now Simon is a smart dresser, a guy who follows fashion and looking at him in the cold light of day, now that we were living together, it was clear that he was not afraid to vaunt his assets, which were considerable. He wore a pair of tight fitting jeans which emphasised a perfect bubble butt which said ‘come here’. But the riveting feature of these pants was the way in which they drew emphasis to the crotch.