Threatening to charge them with a crime seems like a pretty poor way to repay their help. Don’t cops ask the public to help them track down the guil...y?”“They do, but not at the cost of what’s right,” he said reasonably.“Maybe accessing that data wasn’t technically right, but deliberately deleting the data and then lying to me about how it was lost isn’t exactly the portrait of virtue.”“Fair enough, but that’s why Internal Affairs is on the case,” he said.“In this case, think of the hacker as an. After a few moments I heard the beep. “150 over 85,” the Officer noted. She looked at me and said, “You passed,” before pointing behind me and adding, “Room 5.” I turned in the direction she pointed at and saw the sign that read, ‘Rooms One to Twenty-Five.’ I headed off in that direction. A woman came towards me. She was crying and there were tears running down her face. That was yet another woman who was crying from her punishment. I surely didn’t remember the cane hurting that much at school.. We met at the mall and she took me to a bar that she liked to go to. I bought a beer for me and a Jack and Coke for her. We chatted about music and other interests as we drank. She took me out to the beer garden and we enjoyed a drink out there. That's when things started to get interesting...She leaned in and asked me to kiss her, which I did. All through the evening I couldn't stop thinking about touching her soft body. I put my hand on her ample thigh and continued to kiss her for. It feels like nothing happened at all."Kathy looked at Megan and then to Jim. "Last night? Ah just what is she talking about?"Jim was about to speak when Meagan started to explain. "I slipped on the kitchen floor last night, and I must have pulled a muscle, and daddy rubbed some really special cream on me and now I feel better."Kathy could hear something strange in Megan's voice, but didn't realize just what the special cream was that Megan had referred to. "What was that sweetie, what cream?".