What else could I do? As my fear melted away, my attention was once more captured by Mom's chest. The dim light did little to reduce the illegitimate ...ffect of her breasts, especially since they seemed to be more available than they had been a while ago. I looked closer.Her breasts were covered but the nightgown d****d more loosely over them. I could still see the dark color of her areolae and the jut of her nipples which seemed, if anything, to be longer now. Though the nightgown was looser,. You had solid intelligence on the families and you shared with me. That was an enormous help. You weren't one of us — at least that's what I always thought. Now, I'm not so sure. Me, I'm... Well never mind. You know your business, I know mine. I'm really angry at being pulled out, and not knowing why has got me in a state."Sandy put a comforting arm around her. "I know how you feel. It's one of the reasons I got out. Too many arbitrary decisions being made by people who really didn't know. "What was in the bags?" I asked."Let me ask you something first, what is the Sheriff's position on white liquor?" Simon asked."You know officially there is a zero tolerance on all criminal activities. The truth is we only investigate complaints. Those usually are from someone who walks up on a still and cares enough to report it, or a pissed off partner. So you are making white liquor?" I asked."Not hardly, I was supplying a little product for some friends. That's all I was doing," he said."No. “The army. Just came out of a tour in Iraq. Listen, why don’t you come up to my place and we can call a cab for you…Or do you live locally?” “No, I live in L.A. I’m here…Visiting family…” The young lady seemed to improvise on the spot, poorly too. Not thinking too much, I gestured to my front door. “Why don’t you come in then? You can get warmed up and then we can get you a cab home.” She smiled and walked past me, jogging up the stairs I opened the door for her and led her upstairs. We walked.