"Dot's come up down at d'vorks, in Annapolis as vell, der militia question. A knotty vun, ja. No von vants dere transported people to join, but many w...o haf taken d'oath vill let an indentured man go to militia and count dat time. Some vill add dos Monat, months he iss avay. Maybe ve get a law soon. Big outfits, like Principio, dey reject dis, altogether, but den look who owns 'em, bloody Loyalists." You expecting real trouble?" Oh, ja, ja. Trade iss down to nothing, nicht." He swung out both. "Homicide division. May we come in?" Homicide division?" I said, all sorts of evil possibilities going through my mind. "What's this about?" If you let us in," Watson said seriously, "we'll tell you."I did so, leading them to the front room and inviting them to sit. The tale they then told me took me completely by surprise.Mandy had been having an affair, but that is not the surprising part of the story. She began seeing an ex-con loser who was a friend of her sister's latest boyfriend. This. There we were, making out in the park like it was twenty years ago all over again."Why don't we move this to a darker corner?" I suggested, gesturing to a picnic table fifty yards away hidden in the cover of darkness.As we made our way over he playfully grabbed at my bubbly ass and lifted my dress."Ooo, no panties," he said gleefully."What can I say, I like how naughty it makes me feel."I hoisted myself atop the picnic table and we resumed kissing. His hands went from holding my face to my. “No,” I replied, “Sorry. We’re here.” and showed him where we were. “Oh no… I am lost.” “Is that where you need to be?” “Yes.” “Do you have a car?” “No, I am walking.” “Well, in this weather that’s a long walk. Are you meeting someone there?” He nodded. “My university party is meeting there at four o’clock.” I looked up at him. He was a nice looking guy. Deep dark eyes, and a mop of hair, but he looked sad. He also couldn’t stop looking down at my boobs. I lifted myself a little further--partly.