I didn’t try to grab her.After Thursday’s class, we stopped to chat for a few minutes and her hand slipped easily into mine.“Is it too much like...being steady dates to ask you to a movie again this Sunday?” she asked.“I’ve got a great idea! Can we see something that makes me think something ridiculous and then ask you if that’s why you wanted me to see it?” I said with fake enthusiasm.“It wasn’t that ridiculous,” Mary sighed. “I completely understand how you’d think that. I wonder ... If I had. "What happened to my predecessor?" "He was a very poor choice, but before we had to sack him he found that he had a cancer and so he ‘retired’ himself."“Now come and meet my mother."The woman in the wheel chair was an older version of my interrogator, who had removed her street clothes to reveal a slim, but curvy body and long legs. Her mother was just as lovely as her daughter. She was aged about 45yrs old, with a larger bust than her daughter’s was, but unfortunately, without the long. All four thought about it fer a while an' agreed that they wanted ta be regularly employed detectives, instead of hit-or-miss bounty hunters. I said that they could also expect a little bonus at the end of a successful job. This sounded right fair play ta them, an' they all knew me, soz we got off on the right foot the first day.I got us passes for the EP&N, soz we could move around easy like. Every day, we rode in a train of the kind likely ta be hit, jus' lookin' fer trouble. I ain't got no. I glance into your clear blue eyes. I drop all my defenses, licking my lips in anticipation. The moment seemed frozen in time. Then in slow motion I slide my hand up your back and pulled your lips to mine. When I finally let go, I had to take a deep breath. No words are spoken as you kiss me again, exploring this time. Your hands fumbling to undo my robe. I untie the robe for you, letting the fabric slide away to reveal my skin. The cooler air making my nipples stand up. I take your hand and.