" I do," she whispered. "You kissed me." He was about to correct her and suggest she had kissed HIM, when she went on. "I've never kissed a boy before..." She blinked. "A man," she corrected. She stared at him. "Wow!" I didn't mean to," he said helplessly."I'm not mad," she said suddenly. Then "Wow!" again. "I see what all the fuss is about now. I've always liked your kisses, but that was completely different." I don't know what happened," he said again."Kiss me again!" she said, her eyes. Throughout I was admiring her, although not as blatantly as before; she was more attractive than I'd first thought and I could see no ring, and her smile lingered.I offered her a drink, which was politely declined. I wanted to find an excuse to keep her here a little longer.Eventually she stood up to leave, it was then that I noticed she was quite small for the Police, only about 5'3" tall in her shoes. I know it sounds daft at my height but I've always preferred petite women, but this was the. "What are you doing here?" It's a fashion boutique," I giggle. "Use your imagination! Morerelevantly, what are YOU doing here?" Who are you talking to?" Stuart asks. It should go without saying thishis eyes go as wide as dinner plates when he sees who I'm talking to."YOU?" Stuart asks angrily. "What are YOU doing here? Did you planthis?" Stop being so paranoid!" I snap at my boyfriend. "Though that's twopeople now who've asked you what you're doing here..." Same thing he is," Paul says smugly,. It was a pretty day, so I got a nice spot next to the handrail, out of traffic. I was looking at some notes, watching people, you know... EC: And at the beginning of the incident-DS: These two pretty big, hunky guys – nice-looking, if you’re into the ‘jock’ type, they were sort of waiting off the sidewalk. Like they were waiting on somebody. Then Deena walked out...”EC: You know Deena Simon?DS: Everybody knows Deena. First, she’s pretty. Second, she’s nice. Third, if you’re having academic.