He is going to tell you all why the attack took place, and what his orders were.”They all looked towards the prisoner.Roderick tried to speak. Zacha...y, his main opponent on the council shouted him down, asking him what he had to hide. Roderick swallowed and sat down. The prisoner started to speak.“My name is Bruce. I am a member of a group led by a man called Garth. Last night we were given orders to attack a party returning to the priest’s house. We were told to capture all the women,. ” Now she was getting sarcastic, which was a disturbing escalation. “Former police officer, ma’am. I’m retired now,” I offered as explanation. Suddenly the car door flew open. “Get out of the car, sir. And keep your hands where I can see them.” I complied, the flashlight the officer was holding still bright in my eyes. As a result, I stumbled slightly. “Have you been drinking?” “No, I have not.” “Yeah, we’ll see. Step back to the rear of your car and put your hands on the trunk.” “Um, I. Around the second week of school, Leone Zadok came strutting over to our foursome. She's a medium-height, gorgeous Jewish girl with long, straight black hair, a barely legal-length skirt, a pink cashmere V-neck sweater and a perfect chest. She was a really nice, smart girl but can put on a great show.She smiled at us. "George! The Sherry! Hey, Sorcerer!" Leone!" he replied with a big grin, "How was your summer?"She went straight into her routine. She whined and pouted, "It was so lonely." I. She took the hint and sat back down quickly, looking at him, confused. He kicked her heels apart with one of his dress shoes and slid his hand along the inside of her stocking clad thighs. Her face flashed red with embarrassment as she realized why she had been brought to church this afternoon, and her thighs pressed together against his intruding hand. "Sir!" she whispered frantically. He ignored her plea as his hand forced its way up to her sex and stroked persistently at the outside of her.