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n?"
Roger turned dead-serious. "I don't know. Would you prosecute?"
"Well, to some extent I have the same problem as Janice: where's the
evidence? You rescued me, of course, but all of the paraphenalia
here is mine -- and that's a pretty strong defense. We'd need to get
more evidence."
Roger paused. "Can we frighten him, maybe even punish him enough to
make him stay away?"
"I doubt it -- and in any event I will not be a party to that sort of
violence." Roger seemed to sigh in relief as I continued, "Hmm -- if
we did manage to get some more evidence, could we use it for
blackmail instead? Neither of us wants our proclivities known." I
blushed; I'd been fidgeting with the remains of the handcuff the way
I do with bracelets, treating it almost as if it belonged there.
Roger noticed, and laughed.
"Whatever do you mean by that?" he asked, as he pulled the two chain
remnants close together. "Do you mean you like this?" he asked as he
grabbed a discarded twist-tie and fastened the two together again.
"Roger! Stop that this instant! Or I'll
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