You’re mad at me? It’s about time you were mad at me. You have to respect my limits, but it’s cheating to hide your limits until I say ‘I do.�...�”He laughed. It wasn’t a pretty laugh. “I’ll sleep in another room tonight.”“In the first place, it’s your bed. If we sleep in separate beds, you sleep in that one.” She had a sudden thought. “The others have alarms don’t they?”This time his laugh was less bitter. “They all have alarms. Even Sparky’s bed has an alarm, though so far Madeleine wakes her.. The simms cards from the phones were intact so that may help.My response to that was whatever was on there that he wanted gone was backed up some where, a thumb drive, cd or dvd. Maybe e-mailed to another account, but it was somewhere. I asked if Jen and I could accompany the investigators on another sweep of the property. They would get back to me on that. We were done by noon.Since I had time to kill, and it wasn't worth going home to try to sleep, then come back; I decided that I would check. She looked at me and blushed, I could not tell if she was also turned on in her little world but I sort of was relaxed and knew that the cards were on the table. Outside I suggested we have a small drink at my place and to me amazement they both agreed, though one was rather drunk and was led by the older of the two. Getting into my place I imediately enquired about their ages they both laughed and blushed I introduced the idea of me feeling them and if that was of interest to them...they. We sat in silence while I pondered the question, I know I looked older than my years, but this was a man asking a girl a very sexual question, and it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand.So I looked him in the eye and replied, 'Who I let fuck me is my business', and continued, embolded by his discomforture, 'Why do you ask, are you thinking about doing the honers yourself?'He laughed but was clearly taken aback by the boldness of my retort, and when I smiled, he relaxed somewhat, adding,.