Well only the law suit thing and I wasn't worried about it after the sex trade came out in court."305 report to the detective division asap," the disp...tcher said."10-4 dispatch," I said. I wondered what Simpson had on his mind. I guessed I would find out soon. I had only been in the car about ten minutes."Whats up," I asked Simpson when I finally got into the detectives lair."We got a break in the Allen case," he said,"Oh yeah, what kind of break," I asked."Someone who attended the parties came. I scan around the room looking for my clothes. My inner schoolgirl stands there mocking me with an “I told you so” look on her face. With my back to you I quickly pull my camisole top on and reach for my skirt. “Where are my panties?” I half yell at no one and everyone at the same time. I can’t see clearly from the tears in my eyes. I pull my skirt on and hastily zip it up and fasten it in the back. Slipping into my sandals I turn and head for the bedroom door. “Michelle, where are you. "Right? Me and Ali. You and that birdwith the cleavage... what was her name?"I muttered the word "Sonia," knowing it as a fact as it tipped off mylips.Sonia. And I could picture that cleavage now. I got a shadow stirring ofarousal to think of it.But I didn't know any Sonia. I'd never gone out with a girl calledSonia! Obviously I hadn't. But I still remembered it. Though I didn'tremember that night from Alison's perspective. I stared off, thinkingabout it and several more half-drunken memories. .
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