“What I’m sayin’ is there are a bunch of ... of ... tearaways who rob me blind most days. And the ffff, the bloody patrols won’t do sod all.�...“Oh?” Interjected Raizon. “What do they do?”“If they catch the little bleeders they might, just might, give ‘em a clip round the lug’ole. Usually they just tell ‘em to eff off.”“Sorry, who tells who to eff off?” asked the inspector.“The Patrol tells the little shits they capture to get lost. But that’s all they do. If they catch them.”“And if they don’t. Please go now and I shall make no future reference to this transgression."Judith was ashamed and embarrassed as she made her unaccompanied way out of Linus' student dwellings and from there through the streets of Exeter. There was a part of her that regretted her lasciviousness and presumptuousness, but the loudest voice in her head was one which celebrated Superslut and was more concerned about the failure of her blatant solicitation than at the fact it had been done at all.Judith was sure a. In general I had 'morning wood', but Laura didn't comment. On more than one occasion my hand was either on her breasts or in her crotch with her hands firmly over it. I in return didn't comment on that, but I was worried that borders were being crossed. Laura was being good to her word - outside the apartment, there was no visible change, but when we were alone at home she was openly affectionate - the constant touching now involving real kisses and hands in 'inappropriate places'.Much as I. Pretty soon, I won't have to work to keep a roof over my head." I picked up my fork, took another bite and let them stew. I looked around chewing and the two women were motionless."AND?!" Maureen prodded."and what?" I answered."How much did you get?" Ashlee answered.Another sip of wine, swallow my bite, place the napkin back in my lap and let them suffer. "$20 million dollars and an apology note from each of them. Though my lawyer is getting 20% but I should have plenty of money to last me a.