Tee shirt up and off, casually, with no hesitation at all. She tossed it over to the pile. Her bra was barely a wisp of lace, cut so it only covered h...lf of her light brown nipples, the rest showing through even in the dim light and her cleavage soft and luscious and very full.She unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, then carefully turned to face the clothes pile, giving us a breathtaking sight as she bent from the waist hauling them down. She held like that longer than necessary, showing off her. " There was scattered applause and cheering. "And you may know he's just a little bit opinionated." That got a bigger laugh than her mistake with the microphone. She continued while I was still deciding if I was offended. "He's written a petition that he asks you to sign. It's in the lobby and would require the Red Cross to keep at least half of their resources for the local community."As for our local community, eight hundred and ten of you bought tickets tonight to help out. Half of that will. " I again looked at the others and remained silent."Leave us," the lieutenant said to the sergeant and policewoman.When they were gone, I said, "My mom's a junky and I hate my life. If I help you, will you help us? Will you give us that witness protection thing and give us some money and get my mom off drugs?"I thought the lieutenant was going to cry. He was a big, strong man in his late forties or early fifties. He had been a cop for a long time and was street smart and used to the scum that. “Yeah, it’s embarrassing to admit some of the things you’ve done. If any of us had to bare our souls we’d be blushing like we farted in church. I’ve done some things I don’t want my mother to know about. We all do. But they helped make me who I am today. I’m more careful today because of actions I made in the past.”“Good point,” Susan said. “My point is that Liz has to be able to tell her story without sounding like she committed a crime. At the same time, it can’t sound rehearsed. Travis will.