Summary
"Leaning against cold red brick in the alley outside a gay and lesbian nightclub, she was the picture of teenage rebellion all grown up. And, God, it had grown up well. We may have been undercover, but the way I saw it, that only gave me more license than usual to check her out, and that's just what I did as I decided to hell with it and took a cigarette." Jemily, Ch8 is rated M.