Earthquake scale? You were a ten and I was a two.’ ‘Why would you say that?’ ‘Because I couldn’t fucking breathe afterwards while you just...went to the bathroom and got me a glass of water.’ ‘Kultaseni, do you even realize how long it took me to pull out?’ ‘No.’ ‘Me either. But when we started, the clock said 10:49 and when we finished it was 1 in the morning. I’ve had good sex, Rai, but I’ve never had sex that lasted for two hours but felt like two minutes.’ My throat dries as I try to. “On the dog.” He adds.She winces. “Yeah, no, that would have been much worse.” She looks him over quickly. He doesn’t seem to be leering and doesn’t give off a creeper vibe. He looks to be in his early twenties, she guesses. College guy for sure with his backpack and those broad shoulders. He’s part African American, but definitely mixed.He notices her staring so she darts her eyes away back out to the mall. She can see him grin from her peripheral vision and she feels a blush coming on. Jeez,. The state really seemed to be swimming in the Warren County labor pool. I really didn't mind Thorn leaving, even if it was on short notice. He left only two weeks after I took office. It just meant I had to find a detective willing to come to Warren County to live and work. Either that or I had to find someone worth a damn on the Department at that moment."Good morning Chief Deputy," I said as Eddie Simpson walked into the room. "As I remember you were a pretty good detective. I don't suppose. "It was all a trick!! Oh, man! You had me going there for a while!! I'm not Jeannie's father!!" Who is Jeannie's father, if I may ask?" the still peeved 'Jeannie' asked, hoping to salvage something out of the experience."Oh, you will meet him when you go back in time," she said, no longer interested in much else but the nude infant she was stroking."We're still going back?" Roger asked."Roger, if you're not Jeannie's father, then you don't have to worry about going back." That doesn't mean I.