’ Obviously Maria thought the guy was waiting for her, thought Veronica, so she flashed a toothy smile and said hi. ‘Hi, I’m a freshman taking b...siness studies. I’m Tim, Coach Sylvester’s son. ‘Oh your dad has a good eye for tennis potential. What do you have a good eye for Tim?’ He hesitated. ‘Are you wanting to date me?’ He looked startled and said yes. ‘I’d like to take you to dinner at a motel in town and book into a room. Curfew here is midnight so we’ll have plenty of time to make. I have to say I felt better knowing that Steve was there to watch my back whilst I was in there alone. Steve didn't say much to me at all after I had taken off my female clothing and washed off my makeup; it was as though he had no time for Mike, he just lusted after 'Michele'.I spent the last part of the day alone in my cell contemplating how I was going to get out of the mess I was in. I watched the clock, dreading the passing of time as the minutes advanced into hours. 'Iron Bar' Steve. Do you really like the color of my skin?”“Yes, really.”“Guys and girls have both told me they like my pussy and my boobs. One even said he liked my butt. You said you liked my eyes that one night we were kissing, but when we got home and Skyped, we weren’t looking at our eyes. I don’t think anyone has ever told me they like the color of my skin,” she said.“It’s part of the racist stuff we’re taught not to say,” I said. “Lift your face toward me for a couple minutes, please?” She tilted her face. He was in shackles, which I approved of. There was no jury to get the wrong idea from the restraints. Wally sat down, looked around at me and sneered. Two or three minutes later The Ghost showed up. Denny was with him. They acted like they didn't know each other as they walked down, entered the bar and took their seats.Five minutes later Pickett came out of his chambers. He had one piece of paper in his hands. We all rose and he sat down and looked at Wally."Does the accused have anything to.