"Where is this leading?" He whimpered.

"Now we step into her shoes." I said a little testily. "You are mere inches from them and yet you manage to keep your hands to yourself. Your body aches for them and just before you approach them you storm off. Why you ask? I assume that you are heterosexual detective." I said planting the seed and watched it bloom in his face. "Yep! Imagine that despite being straight you were being drawn to the same sex. I'm not saying that it is wrong. I like guys and gals, but for you kissing a guy would make you uncomfortable at least. Put yourself in...