Neither of us said anything for a long minute. Mindy seemed quite content to lie there, letting me squirm. I was trying frantically to think of someth...ng cool to say, but my brain had taken the evening off."Um..." I said. Then I said it again. "Um..."Mindy just smiled at me."Uh... what's going on?" I finally asked."Well, not much," Mindy said. "Not yet anyway. But I have hopes." What do you mean?" Gee, Willy, what do you want me to do?" Mindy said, with a touch of exasperation. "Should I get a. Eventually, I got Brittany alone. She got me to her room and put me in a liplock that nearly sucked the air out of my lungs. I could taste rum on her as well.“We need to call Sophie,” she said. “You could be fucking me while we talk to her.”“I’m not going to fuck you for the first time while you’re drunk,” I said.“Sophie would,” Brittany said. We got on Skype and Sophie answered right away.“No performance today?” I asked.“Even the dance company closed for today,” Sophie sighed. “We had. You’ve got your first felony arrest!”I just shook my head and smiled. I cuffed Wilcox and we loaded him in the back of the patrol car. “If he pukes in there, I am taking him down to the range and shooting him!”“Let’s get him back to the station before he does that. I’ll follow you.”With that, I led the way, my lights on but the siren off, and Jerry followed in Mister Wilcox’s car, with his flashers going, too. Wilcox thankfully delayed throwing up until we got to the station, though he did puke. Ofcourse the women were usually pretty short but that thought nevercrossed her mind.She turned to leave but it looked like Casey still had something onhis mind."Mom, you don't think those two will actually have sex, right?" Caseysaid this trying not to sound pouty, hands in his lap and circling histoes, "You were just making a point, right?"She looked back at him and for a second their eyes met.She tried to sound serious. "I don't know. I did mean what I saidthat I don't think she's his.