A police car was waiting to takeGabrielle back to the South Pacific.As Gabrielle and Maurice exited the police station, Deming 'ThreeFinger' Choy was ...ntering it. He was a small-time thief and oftenworked as an informant for the Hong Kong police.Deming, who always had an interest in sports, made particular note ofGabrielle. He still remembered watching the figure skater KristiYamaguchi win an Olympic Gold medal. Deming noted the resemblance ofGabrielle to the famous athlete.People go in and out. My Dad, Mom and sister followed me. When we got to the truck Frank’s Dad met us. ‘My son told me a different story.’ ‘Ask Nancy what happened. Ask her to show you the scratches on her chest from Frank’s fingernails.’ ‘Throw the boots away. I’ll pay for the dress.’ He pulled out his wallet. ‘That’s not gonna do it. You didn’t do it. You didn’t rip her dress and bare her breast for anyone to see. Frank did that. He needs to pay. He’s sitting home putting a story together where I’m the bad guy.. She broke from the kiss long enough to pull her shirt and bra up, exposing those fantastic tits!"God, your tits are fantastic!" I exclaimed."I know!" she said, smiling.We started kissing again, while I massaged her breasts and played with her nipples. God they were perfect! I broke the kiss and leaned down, sucking first on one nipple then the other. Her jeans shorts were just loose enough that I was able to work my hand down inside the front, and slip in under her panties. Her pussy lips were. She was going to hit the same territory to answer a question she felt nagging at her. Was it her imagination, or were there more muggings lately? Hopefully, she could get an answer by patrolling the same neighborhood for a few consecutive days.The previous night, Nemesis had halted or prevented 13 muggings in a relatively small area. This was a hell of a lot of them, and it just didn't seem to fit in with the laws of chance. She wondered what could be behind so many happening on the same.