"Ahh, it is dirty." Heather said under her breath"Does it feel dirty?" Cat asked in an almost sarcastic tone."Ahhhh I don't know, maybe, AHHHHH AHHHH.... Trust me baby by the morning it won't feel dirty, it won't feel dirty ever again. It will feel natural, normal and wonderful, you and I, being together."My heart was beating though my chest as I heard the two kissing over and over again, then I heard the bed squeak loudly followed by, "Ohh Cat... AHHHHHH," Heather screamed, "AHHH AHHH WOW!"What. So now we continue through the crush of shoppers. Ihave a place in mind. A place of my fantasies.At the back of the female section were the changingrooms. As we passed by I grabbed clothing from therails.“I’m sorry sir this area is reserved for ladies,” theassistant grabbed the guy’s sleeve.“It’s ok,” I smiled, “we’re in a hurry and I need hisopinion.”Reluctantly she counted the number of articles and gaveme a tag, then directed us to. "How about some wine?" I ask, afteryou're seated. We sip white wine for a few minutes, and when ourconversation finally lulls, you look into my eyes, and say "You looklovely, Rebecca - I knew you would.". Butterflys in my tummy! You placeyour hand on my leg while we're talking, and I place my hand over yours- privately, I think it looks sooo sexy - my long red nails gentlycaressing your hand while we talk. You scoot a bit closer, and when Ismile and look down, your hand comes up, gently lifting. "He r-r-raped me!"Six hours later Bob lifted his head from where it had been cradled in his hands as he heard the big lock clank. The cell door opened and a man in uniform looked at Bob."You can go now," he said. "It's all cleared up. We talked to the girl's parents, and she recanted her accusation." I told you," said Bob. "Didn't I tell you?" We had to check it out, man," said the officer, unapologetic."Yeah," said Bob, disgusted."Follow me and you'll get your personal belongings back. There's.