“Don't worry,” laughed John. “I like kissing girls, and I'm not a lesbian either.” Alicia laughed and took another drink. “Miss Lucy seemed ...o think you were all virgins,” said John. “Is she right?” “She might think that,” laughed Charlotte, “but she'd be very wrong!” “She's not wrong,” said Kimberly. “I'm still a virgin.” “Any reason?” asked John. “You religious, saving yourself?” “No,” replied Kimberly. “It just hasn't happened yet...” She offered John another drink, as if to say, “That's. I passed Lola her undies and watched her dress in a reverse striptease that kept me from losing my stiffness below the belt.I was burning with the need to ask her some pertinent questions but for some strange reason, I kept my mouth shut and simply pretended I was interested only in the sex and had no ulterior motive on my mind.In the back of my mind, I had a little voice that was assailing my actions, wanting to know what exactly the fuck I was doing. I knew I had a job to do and a case to. That’s perhaps our only hope of trigging action on this. Without evidence, or at the very least a focal point promising discovery, if we applied for a search warrant our suspicions would sound a trite unbelievable, don’t you think?’ Sierra frowned, dabbed her lips then smiled. ‘The chance of discovery is further complicated because once the plant was at the end of the tunnel, the roof just back from it would have been blasted to fill the tunnel.’ ‘You should have been on our investigation. I would never be hard-bitten like Steve, but I could soon hold my own in an argument, and I could give as good as I got. I started going to the prison gym and working out, so I hardened physically too. I never had a full on fight, but I found with time that I could exert a certain authority of my own. The fact that I was sharing a cell with Steve and surviving gave me quite a few points. Sometimes, to keep up her image, during social hours Steve would have a goad and pick on me mercilessly,.