The evidence in this bag should convict, but it also has a bearing on our investigation. Toxicology results will need to go through Washington first, ...verything else, they can have. Their team, I assume, will do the debriefs for the attempted murder. Understand, they are to get everything, except toxicology, and that's pending Washington approval."The FBI team leader took the evidence bag from Penny, and the team set about gathering the rest of the evidence and taking pictures.Lt. Cable stood. ” in my ear. “oh god yes.” I replied. This egged him on. “You like that? You like that? You like my big dick bitch?” “tell me you like it.” “yes I do I do I do!” I moaned. He slapped my ass. “tell me you like my big dick. Tell me how big it is.” “I like your big dick. I love your big dick its so fucking big. Omg its so big.” “Youre a dirty little faggot. You fucking faggot ass bitch” he said. “say it. Say youre my dirty faggot.” I didn't say anything. He grabbed my hair and said “say it fucking. .. Or at least not with you... NOT THAT I DON'T LIKE YOU, I DO... BUT AS A FRIEND... YA KNOW???" I blushed from the embarrassment feeling ashamed of myself for causing this tension between us. I agreed with Sean as I nodded my head saying, "Umm... Yeah, sure... Okay Sean. Whatever it takes for us to stay friends dude..." He smiled as he reached his hand out for me to shake and I shook his hand feeling more confident about our friendship now. Sean invited me indoors to watch some tv and I agreed. " Lea," Seamas growled warily. Right then Betty put her had on his arm and his mouth snapped shut like a trap."She's a grown woman, Seamas," she said softly. Betty spoke softly but there was steel under that velvet. There was no doubt where Leanne had gotten her determination. I don't think I could ever see Betty yelling or screaming but there was no compromise in her voice, no room for negotiation, none. Betty didn't talk just to hear the sound of her own voice but when she did it might as.