Megan was locked in her cell again, sobbing.She wasn't crying because of the pain of her beating or the humiliation of having to display her bare bott...m to that horrible man, but for Michael and the pain she imagined him having to endure.Chapter 7: The Error RevealedAt 8 PM that same evening, a squad car and a black sedan pulled up in front of Megan's parent's house and two uniformed police officers accompanied by the ADA went to the door."Mr. and Mrs. Thomas? I'm Assistant District Attorney. "Don't cry, sissy girl." "I'm not going to tell anyone." Ms. Johnsonreplied."Let's get the dance recital skirt done, are you about done with mymonograms?" Ms. Johnson asked."By the way, which ones are your favorites?" "Pick a panty and bra tofashion for me!" She said as she started to undress again. "I need totake a shower, and besides, you'll need to sew my monogram on thesesoiled undies and tights." "You can do that while I'm in the shower."She threw her sports brief, tights and bra at me and. Sarah introduced her to Walter and Martha, watching to see if Walter flinched any when he recognized where he had seen her before. He was cool and if he recognized her, it didn’t show. Samantha came down with her day bag containing a bathing suit and change of clothes and they departed for her private trip on the yacht. When Barbara left the worship service on Sunday, Sarah noticed that she had gone to the nursery to retrieve her son. “How old is your son?” Sarah asked. “Jason just had his. ‘I would love to invite you to my home for a dinner Friday evening, Bart.’ I said with an honest sincere invitation. I smiled sincerely swiped my lips looked at him directly. I knew he enjoyed eye contact so I slipped off my eyeglasses. My eyes were penetrating his he was grinning with a lop side grin. ‘I will feel absolutely honored Angela.’ Bart was blushing his hands were firmly on the desktop. I knew he loved animal print lingerie. I knew he loved the woman to be the one in control to a.