There was a moment of silence. As she had a bf, I was kinda scared that I might lose one friend I have here. She then said she should go and got up to...leave.I don’t know what got into me; I held her hand, pulled her towards me, put one hand by her waist, one on her neck and just kissed her. She did not push me away but kissed me back. This made me more passionate; I pushed her back towards the wall and kissed her more passionately. She was responding to my kissed and moaning at the same time.. "No. That was an expression of contempt, and a bit of sarcasm," I replied."Well, I think we are going to be here for a long time. Your car was spotted at the home of the deceased shortly before the discovery of his body. You were seen entering his residence. How do you explain his body, if you didn't do it?" he asked me."I don't. I went and asked for directions. Why don't you ask the other people who were at the party he was having?" I replied."Never mind that. Why did you kill him, Lindsy?. Still facing him, she unsnapped her blue jeans and pushed them and her panties over her hips and down her legs. She surprised Adam when she didn't stop at the knees, instead pushing them all the way to the floor and stepping out of them.She stood up and faced her stepson, now completely naked from the waist down, her only cover a short, skimpy tee shirt. There was a look of challenge in her face that Adam hadn't seen before, and he wasn't quite sure what to make of it. But before the silence. “I suggest you take off those jeans and we’ll get started.” Caroline stood and removed her shoes and jeans while her aunt moved the coffee table out of the way and placed a straight-backed chair in the middle of the room. Sitting down she patted her lap and Caroline obediently placed herself over her aunt’s knee. All the old feelings of nerves and guilt came flooding back to her as she positioned herself with the ‘target’ uppermost. She felt her aunt’s hands, one on her lower back and the other.