He started asking me questions about things I liked as a girl and what I wear and I openly told him. He asked if he could see what I was wearing under...my pants. I looked over at him as he pulled into a dirt road that leads into the woods. As he parked the car and my heart racing because someone wanted to see me as I want to be. I pulled down my pants and he said I looked so cute and just like a little girl. I smiled and he reached over and ran his hand up and down over top of my stockings and I. Him what its lace with he said some cocaine u don't like it I was like it just smell so damn good I hit it a couple time than pass it to my wife so hit it couple time and pass it back to rick than I ask rick what n the box he said my freaky kix he ask do u want to c we was like yup we all bust out laughing he opening the box he pull out a a bag of blow and a mirror and a straw and more weed so rick ask who rolling and he get the blow ready I said I roll the weed and he got the blow ready so we. He spins you around, grabs your wrists and handcuffs you. He drags you tothe cruiser and forces you into the back seat. After a quick drive the thepolice station he drags you to the holding cell. You look around throughyour drunken haze and see about twenty horny male prisoners staring at youlike hungry wolves looking at a piece of raw steak. You stagger into the holding cell with all the men who have been picked upfor drunkenness this Saturday night. You are still dressed in your skimpyFrench. Sanderson. Cotch the next train to Eagle Pass an' stop them bastards!" Yes, Sir, Major. Sean an' I will git right on it!"They caught the overnight express and were in Capt. Sanderson's office the next morning. "Well, boys, I'm right glad to see y'all. We kin use all the he'p we kin git on this shitty business. We ain't got much to go on. Three fathers have come in to the sheriff with complaints, an' we have a composite description of the man what was makin' the offer of protection. Here's the.