‘Where ya going,’ asked one of the county sheriff’s officers to the DPS officer. ‘Gonna’ see if there really is a knife,’ The large Africa...-American Texas Trooper replied. ‘You don’t believe that there really is a knife do you?’ Asked the county officer. ‘Don’t know till I look,’ replied the Trooper. He probably didn’t search for less than five minutes when he found the knife. And of course they began yelling that the knife could have been there from some other instance that I’m using now in my. "Oh, Zoë!" Randy managed to whimper. "Oh, Zoë, you ... you ... are so beautiful. Oh, my darling!"Zoë smiled back radiantly. "Thank you, Randy," she said softly. "You look very handsome too." Photograph," ordered Emma."Hang on a mo'," said Randy recovering himself. "She's not quite ready." He delved in his waistcoat pocket and pulled out a ring. Without a word he knelt in front of Zoë and, taking her left hand without a word, slipped the ring onto her finger.Zoë gazed at it and her eyes filled. "Are you okay?" asked Emily.How did she get to me so fast? She crouched down staring at me with a horrified face."I'm okay," I said to assure her."Are you sure?" she asked. She dropped down to her knees.I knew I was okay. I knew what writhing in agony was after a foolish bicycle jump several years ago."Yeah."I watched her hand gravitate toward my, well my "injured" area, but then she stopped. For a moment I thought she was going to touch me. She decided to rub my shoulder instead.I stood. Truly. I made him take me home. We didn’t speak until we were in bed. I couldn’t believe my behavior. I told Tim how sorry I was. Tim said he was not upset. I asked what he was going to do about Rick on Monday. He shrugged. I apologized several more times and then I had guilty sex with Tim. Twice.“In the morning, Tim wanted more sex. I had guilty sex again. When we went to bed that next night, he told me how aroused he was when I was in Rick’s arms. I was still embarrassed and told him so. Tim said I.