“You aren’t a suspect, and you aren’t under arrest.”“That didn’t answer my question. Am I free to go?”“You are, but I thought you woul... want to help your friend.”I smiled wryly, “I don’t think you’re asking your questions to help my friend. I’d like to consult my attorney.”“Mr. Adams, you are not a suspect. I’m just trying to gather information.”“I understand. I decline to speak further to you.”He reached into his pocket and handed me a card.“After you talk to your attorney, call this number.. “As you wish.” Marian replied to her choice.Try as she could, Marian couldn’t feel any malice toward the girl. Uneducated as she was, Jane didn’t have the wits to realize how Gisbourne had used her. Or how he was sacrificing her now. That pretty dress she now pulled over her head might well be stained red with her blood before the day was over.“Do I look all right, Milady?” Jane asked as she laced up the dress.“You look like a lady born.” Marian said with a forced smile.The smile on Jane’s face. I'm a little scared, but I'm also kind of excited, and I don't know what to do."I came out from behind the bar, and stood in front of her, turning her on her stool to face me. I cupped her face in my hands, and looked deeply into her eyes. "The first thing you should do is kiss me. Then we'll see about all the other feelings. If they go away because of the kiss, then we'll stop, and you'll finish your drink and leave. Otherwise ... well let's try the kiss first, okay?"She nodded slightly, and. Look at me with triumph that you found the pesky thing. I take the contact from you and then you really look at my face. You are so amused, ‘Only you could get this excited over a contact.’ To which I reply, ‘You have no idea.’ I put my hand behind your head and pull you closer. I lick a circle around your mouth and slowly deepen the kiss. My other hand is slowly moving up the front of your thigh, stoking your leg up and down. Until my wandering hand moves up your body to join the other locked.