You hear me? You’re sounding a false alarm, you don’t want to do that, do you? Nobody’s getting lucky tonight. So, shut up, okay, just shut up.�...� It kept ringing, patiently. She might as well have tried to talk the rain into falling back up where it came from. “Why didn’t that work, Cynthia?” She buried her face in her hands. “Because I didn’t mean it.” “Really?” “Yeah. I decided to talk to you today, and I halfway hoped it might lead to more.” “Wow. But… it’s been ringing at you, on and off,. I couldn't respond. It was true. The skirt had a zip in the side and a snap button on the top to secure it.I put it on, shocked that it came up only mid thigh. I twirled for Josh and he didn't look happy."Excuse me, can we get assistance here?"I was mortified as Josh held the door open and the attendant came in.I saw the man's eyes grow wide as he took in the sight. My still hard nipples straining against the low cut tank top and wearing a skirt that was too short. I looked like a hooker."Hi,. .. Lisa stepped behind him, moved her arms around his waist and suddenly off came his leather waistcoat... I want to break free from your lies you're so self-satisfied I don't need you... ... followed by his leather pants as Lisa knelt down, opened the stud, pulled down the zipper and lowered them to his feet, at which point he stepped out of them.I've got to break free... God knows... God knows I want to break free... They were followed finally by his underwear, which Lisa removed from the. When I had taken the courses in investigation at the police academy, the first thing they had driven into our heads was that every crime starts with a motive.Motives were many and they were nuanced but I had discovered that dames and dough were the prime movers in the field of murder. I called it my “D and D” principle of “Murder 101”. Not to be confused with the “D and D” of criminal activity that was code for deaf and dumb whenever talking to the law when questioned.Julie sorted the murders.