Richard- I don't mean fuck them, but sleep with them. I caught Richard's movement out of the corner of my eye. The big man balled his hands into his black, blood-soaked shirt, and tore it like it was paper. You humiliated him in front of all those people.
He was yellow and pale gold and white, with beautiful black rosettes scattered over a body that was more than a foot taller than he was in human form. I caught glimpses of the rest of him, just in front, but not all, and not well. Why do you care what I say about him? He's nothing to you. I would have never survived as a real policeperson, I just couldn't play the game by anyone else's rules.
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