The way my love for you is physically translated into electricity--the shock as I make contact, then the flow of current up and down my fingers. With ...ou I am like a person touching high voltage wires: I cannot be loosed without a broomstick.My fingers decidedly linger.They want to slip up under your suit and grapple your ass. Your ass that dissatisfies you, in the common way of many women."Stop staring at my ass; it's too fat!"I stop staring, instead moving my hands to squeeze it through the. No names. We’re lucky.”“How would she get a copy of that?” I asked.“A subpoena,” Bill said. “All it takes is a lucky guess or a shrewd insight on her attorney’s part. Has any of this been put in writing?”“Only if Scott or Doctor Bauer wrote something down,” I said.Scott shook his head.“OK. I’m going to sign off on this,” Bill said. “You’ve done a fantastic job here, and I honestly wish you and Dave good luck, though I have to say I wish that you two would have come to work for us.”“I’m grateful. I was about to become a serious player. The kind of player that gets killed or goes to jail. I knew it and it didn't discourage me which speaks volumes to my lack of good sense.That one would be a full time time adventure for most people, but I had other things going on as well. I had a kid who tried to rape me to put away, or put down. I really didn't care which I did to him either. He probably would get raped in prison, so for years he might be getting as good as he tried to give. There was. “Seriously, you’re shaking that big ol’ thang like you’re trying to break it. You need a ride someplace?”I was already angry, first at having to dress like this in the first place, and even worse, to have to walk home wearing this humiliating outfit, when Sheila could have easily dropped me off or allowed me to call Mark for a ride. She had to know that I’d be harassed walking around like this and that was obviously what she wanted. I wouldn’t have been surprised if either she or Lisa put these.