Her face went a bit slack, but, a few moments later, she said, “well you better figure out how you are going to convince me to give you my panties.�...�I slid around and sat down beside, rested my hand on her thigh, and leaned over to whisper in her ear. I whispered, “you know you are a bad girl just wanting to come out. Why don’t you slide those panties down to your ankles right here in the bar? I will block the view, but dave will see them slide down your legs.” Then i said, “i bet you are. If she dies, her statement becomes a witnessed dying declaration and they can – and will – use her last words against you. Believe me, young man, something like that goes a very long way to convince a jury.’ Ben didn’t know what to do. If he gave Marya’s name to the lawyer, he’d be off the hook. But, if he waited, it was possible Marya would come forward on her own. He would if the situation were reversed. On the other hand, if he told the police her name and was cleared eventually, he’d have. I was done for! Yes; at only eighteen of age, with no experiences in the phase of love, I went down before this lovely girl with her childish face smiling at me above the growing womanhood of her rounded breasts, and confessed myself defeated!. I have lost my heart to her. I requested Miss Jane to visit my house which was just around the corner for a cup of tea, but she politely refused, as she had some prior engagement. A moment or two later, I had with me Ms. Jane's mobile number and address. I pulled my cart out of the stack next to her and she turned my way, nice face, I thought, freshly scrubbed, no make up and very, very appealing. Our eyes met, we exchanged quick little smiles and then pushed our carts into the store where she went right and I went left.Five minutes later as I was getting some shop towels off of the bottom shelf she came into the same aisle. Once again our eyes met, we exchanged smiles, and she went up the aisle and I went the other way. Another five minutes.