“You guys in or what?”Piper fished out the one pink pill for herself and dropped the rest of them on the table.“Damn, you’re a hardcore bitch,...�� Jamal chuckled.“Fuck yeah,” she said, getting into character. “You in or what?” To make her point, she took her pill and washed it down with a coke.Scott looked at Demora who shrugged. Jamal was the first to follow, “Oh hells yeah.”Han complained, “Dude, you’ve never done any drugs, man what are you doing.”“First time for everything, dude,” Jamal. She must have. Why else would I be leaning back except to look at her. GREAT!!! About 5 min later she came up to my desk and we engaged in chit chat as to why we both were there on a Saturday and such. She noticed a picture on my desk of my friends and I in goa and leaned into look. She leaned in enough so I got a good view right down into her blouse. I knew I shouldn’t look, that this was probably a test but heck, it was right in front of me. What was I supposed to do. I looked. She saw. She. Tim, I don't know if you love me or not, but I do love you." She frowned a little and stared in his eyes, "I hope I'm not scaring you off. I was thinking if I did confess my emotions to you that you would dump me off at my door and never want to see me again." That will never happen with me, Emma. I've been looking for a woman like you all my life. Now that I've found you, I want you to spend the rest of my life with you." Do you mean that? Truly and honestly?" she asked, searching into his. Suddenly, I wasn't saviour of the world any more. I found myself charged with an incredible 15 million cases of rape, and over a million paternity suits. The lawyers were claiming that even though I hadn't fucked all the women myself, I was responsible in each and every case. Leaving the country wasn't possible, either. There were a thousand million or so eager litigants-in-waiting, spread across every nation on earth.Oops!So, I found myself in jail, awaiting trial. However, the legal system.