‘I know why I was looking, but…’ she trailed off. We both looked at each other for a few minutes not saying a word, both afraid to say what we ...ere feeling, afraid of what the other might say. Finally I looked at Beth and started. ‘Since I lost track of you I have been through a lot, dated lots of girls, fooled myself into thinking that I loved a couple of them, and tried to convince myself that I was over you. When I saw you standing in front of me I knew that wasn’t true, I’ve been in love. . she got out of bed and i saw her she was in her Half Dressing Gown mind you. And i SAW her(with natural street lighting to see) taking her panties out. And vaguely saw she changed her wet panties into another. Thinking im blacked out. Maybe shes giving me a benefit of the doubt thinking im out of my mind drunk and sleep walking. Because I used to pretend to sleep walk to get away from trouble coming home late a few times.Just my perspective on this at the time i was sure she got a little. It could really be happening or it could just be me wishful thinking.Moment 2: this was about a month back I was in the midst of inventorizing the lost and found that I do just because it keeps me busy and time goes by fast. Also I get a giggle of the things people leave or forget behind in hotels. Like everything people want to claim is a 200$ hairbrush but no one wants to claim the shit stain underwear? Why don’t you people claim your fucking dirty ass lundary? No one claims that. So I was. Given how badly the Government had treated Mark Anderson, the CIA-inspired Army attack on the family home, and the Government's other dishonest dealings, our sources would probably feel justified in leaking the information. They'd still need a few hundred dollars a month of course, but they wouldn't have any moral qualms over doing the job.[[The FBI wasn't tapping our phones. There wouldn't have been any deniability, so it wasn't worth the risk, especially as the angel was unlikely to phone us.