"And Cat… the fuck were you thinking?" I just… you know…" No, I don't know, Cat. How would I know why you would call, lie, and screw the shit ou... of the only guy I ever loved?" The only what now?" Freddie said, interjecting with his finger up like he had a question.Sam answered his question by gripping the finger tight and pulling it so far back it could have broken if she wanted. "Bathroom's in there on the right. Go get cleaned up, Benson, get your shit, and… and I don't care what you do. .. 'She was going to use the word, "Home", but for her, was it? Was her brother's apartment really her home, or was it just a temporary address?" ... back to your place, we'll talk," she finally found a description that was non-committal.They finished their meal in relative silence, although the uneasiness of what wasn't said brought with it that air of heaviness again. Brandon needed to find out what had caused his sister's agitation, while Tracy had a burning desire to keep that part of her. He pulled by shorts to the side and started rubbing my pussy. i was so shocked by it but also turned on at the same time. he rubbed it a few times and i got wet, so he slipped a finger in. i was so turned on, but then it was like he was teasing me because he stopped mid way. i didn't know what to do, whether it was a moment of drunkenness or what. then a couple of weeks had passed by and nothing, until he randomly asked if i wanted to stay over for the weekend. the weekend my boyfriend would be. We loaded out luggage into his SUV. Helping out was the JAG, who had the unlikely name of Mikal Tigranovich Petrosian. On the way to the police station he explained that he was not the son of a world chess champion. Several of his uncles and cousins were named Tigran. When the Grandmaster became famous, the name became a family favorite. I may have made too much of it, but I needed some comic relief.The police station was exactly what I expected in daylight. Several cops tried to glare and.