Another part of her ‘client hook’ attire, she had found that thigh high stockings and a garter belt was a sure fire method of gaining enthusiastic...cooperation when a glimpse of her ample cleavage wasn’t quite enough. Crossing her legs, or bending over to pick up a strategically dropped pen, was always enough to bring over even the toughest client. Just a glimpse of her stocking tops and a garter was enough to silence any objections, whether her ‘target’ was male or female! It turns out that. Gafferson?’ ‘Let’s just say I don’t like bullies, especially when they dress up like politicians.’ Her head fell back on the seat of the car and her eyes began to leak. ‘Peter did not deserve to die.’ Peter Schmidt must have been some kind of schmoozer. What made the guy so special that he left women blubbering after him—first Kitty Winslow and now Danja? ‘Another dame told me the same thing a few days ago.’ Danja went on as if Moe weren’t there. ‘I am glad Rolf is dead. He was a horrible. This guy plays with innocent lives. And He thinks he’s clever. If we move too quickly, he might get spooked and burn the trail, and them with it. Going with his cover story will make it seem like we’re admitting his insane genius. It’ll buy us some time while he gloats. Or whacks off. Or composes his taunting letter, or whatever he’ll do to celebrate. I certainly can’t do anything overt until my friends leave.”“Agreed,” Ramirez replied. “If Springheel means this much to him, and he does not. I think I'd like to keep touching you...if you want." I've been watching you all day, " The Driver said, "I'd like to stay, too."Her body was glowing and electric like it had never been before. She still couldn't believe it was happening. Reaching out to touch their faces, she said, "Are you SURE about this? Please don't tease me, because I'm serious."The looks on thier faces said all she needed to know. She leaned to her right and kissed the Driver. His hand came up and cupped her left breast.