Then heclosed and locked the door. "Satisfied?" he asked with more annoyancethan he should have."It's not me who needs to answer that," she said as s...e started walkingtowards the building.Chad fell in beside her, feeling all the more foolish today about the wayhe was dressed than he did yesterday. "Sorry," he said softly to her."Your purse looks a little heavy," she noted. "What have you got inthere?" All my makeup," he replied."I noticed your eyes this morning."Chad grunted. "I'll wash it. Margaret spoke up, smiling, "Well, well, yourself. I was led to believe you were at death's door. Now here you come strolling in chastising us. Of course," she said, grinning, "Not everyone wears a towel to dinner." Oh, you mean this old thing," Jeff kidded. "It's just something I threw on."Margaret smiled, but Wainwright just looked suspicious, though he did force a chuckle.As usual with everything he did, Wainwright had gone all out with the dinner. But he noted that Jeff ate sparingly. I've. Good. It was still here. I was about to walk out of the room when I heard voices. "Kevin!" I heard a woman squeak. "Can we be in here?" "Not at all, baby, but it's just more exciting," a male voice rumbled. I knew that voice. It was the voice of Kevin Greendale, a bass ass cop who was a little more than just hot. I'd often fantasised about him when I touched myself. I saw the door to the interrogation room open, the side I was not in. I looked through the one-way glass and saw them run into the. With both of us being raised in religious homes, sex was neither spoken about or condoned in the religion, until after marriage. In his research, Sebastian found a concept that we both have gravitated towards. This is the idea that a feminine and masculine energy resides in all of us. In Hinduism, they refer to this as Shiva and Shakti. Shiva being the masculine energy and Shakti being the feminine. In our profile picture, Shiva is on the left and Shakti on the right. In a sexual context, it is.