I liked where this was going, though. “I should get a gift to take to his family.”“A bottle of whiskey would be good,” he said, “but they do...’t sell that in the Christmas market. I could take you someplace where they sell it cheap, special price but very good quality.”“I don’t think that’s quite what I had in mind,” I said, with a laugh. Like carrying coals to Newcastle, I thought. The boy would probably be taking me to one of Helmut Schwartzman’s hidden shops and selling me back product I’d. ”“I’ll agree, my competitor was out of line with his remark. But how do you feel about the progress the case is taking? Do you feel Commissioner Eddleson is liable for how things are turning out?”“Sorry, after years on the force, I’ve learned not to discuss my feelings during press conferences. Every time someone does, you rip them a new one. Instead I’ll detail facts. Here’s one: the only one responsible for this case is me and me alone. The Commissioner granted me broad authority, which is. He left the lighter on and moved it in front of him. He had himself out, and I sat with my mouth open at the size of it. The light flickering on it from the lighter made it look so sexy. I knew I was staining my skirt with no panties on, but I didn't care."Would you like to touch it?"My God, I am a married woman about to become unfaithful to a wonderful man. My hand softly encircled that hot piece of flesh and veins. The size was something I never held before. I was a married woman. My hand. Miranda pulled up beside his car and turned off her engine. Chase got out of his car, but Miranda just kept sitting in hers. He could see tears streaming down her pretty face as he went over and opened Miranda’s car door. Reluctantly she stepped out of her car as Chase got her by the arm. She only slightly struggled with him. Miranda realized that arguing and begging would do no good, but she wanted him to know she wasn’t doing this willingly. Holding her arm, he guided her to the motel room,.