Thomas looked a little surprised but said that I looked good. He couldn't keep his hands off me that night and I did enjoy the attention that my semi-...heer top brought.The next day neither of us had work, and the weather was warm, so we walked into town. As we walked through the park to get to town, I raised the subject of my sheer top and Thomas suddenly got more affectionate. We sat on the grass and he started to put his hand up my skirt.I was so scared that someone might see us, but at the. He didn’t even escape. It was his accomplice that put the two in my back. It was the same day I turned my back on law enforcement. Sex. Drugs. Power. Money. Money. I had a wife. I had a family. She’s gone now, with our children. Money wasn’t enough. The distance it put between us was too much. So, I’m giving it up. No more dirty business. One less cop on the take. I retire in two years, but after tonight, I’m requesting a desk job at the station. Maybe I don’t deserve it, but once everything’s. I'm not sure when that love became physical - it was none ofmy business - but I was happy for them both. I was never jealous ofeither of them..."He seemed to think that remark needed further explanation. Perhaps I'dlooked sceptical."I've never been very passionate - physically, I mean," he explained,almost apologetically.I looked at more pictures of the three best friends: the independent,serious girl; the gay boy who wouldn't admit he was gay; and the gentleboy who perhaps should have been. Bruce reached for my belt and I tried to push his hands away, Charlie kicked me in the shin telling me '...didn't you get warned now get out of those jeans!...' Tears of fear and shame started to swell in my eyes as I stood there as Bruce undid my belt and yanked down my jeans and underwear. Charlie looked at Bruce and pointed to my tennis and Bruce reached down and removed on pulling my jeans and underwear off one leg. I was standing there now openly trembling and tears streaming down my.