.*CRACK*A heavy hand lands on your ass cheeks causing you to stumble the woman at your feet holding you up.*CRACK*It lands on he other cheek and you f...el the blood rush to them, feel them redden. The cold in the room is forgotten as the heat in your body threatens to overload. Again hands are all over you including a man's hand sliding betwen your thighs from behind. Perhaps the one that just caused the cheeks of your ass to glow. To you they feel like they must be bright red as a rough hand. To her credit, she didn’t lunge over the table. Mel was shrinking in on herself when I stepped in.“Melody has a lot of explaining to do,” I admitted calmly. “That’s why I arranged for dinner tonight. I ordered the cakes for us so they would be ready a little quicker. Please, let’s all just sit and talk it out.”I greeted Mary warmly, like she was one of us. She’d been around a lot more this past month, so she knew all of us. Everyone took their seats and a waitress came around for our drink. " The restaurant proved to be nice enough, but the food wasn't all that remarkable with the guests dining on curry and drinking tea. The meal was also nothing I hadn't had before. Then Tonmay said that it was time for the house speciality. Two Indian women brought it out; one appeared to be in her late 50's while the other appeared to be in her mid to late 20's. Both women wore well-made green saris; the attractive younger one also had a bare midriff and a tantalizing flash of cleavage. Both I. Tom was there in handcuffs also, a mere shell of the man he had been when a captain in the police department. He had been arrested at a bar in the seedy section of town. The three of them spent the night behind bars. Bill and Vincent were with their counsels at the arraignment. Tom was without a lawyer. When the charges were read and the judge asked how they pled, Bill and Vincent answered not guilty. Tom mumbled, "Guilty, I guess."The judge's head snapped up. "You can't do that. Where is this.