<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alice was still sort of set in her ways. It didn't really matter if she agreed with what Peter was doing, or if she didn't. Fact was that he was still a criminal. Even if his crimes were completely justified, he was still breaking laws. As she had promised, though, Alice had decided to withhold judgment until the six weeks passed. Alice wasn't stupid, and she knew full well a lot could change in six weeks. With a sigh, the policewoman remembered she would have to send a progress report  soon. <br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"Little lady. I'm little, all right, but I'm not a lady, as far as I can tell"</span>. Alice chuckled at the mental picture Peter painted for her, shaking her head. <span style="color: #4040FF">"I'll bet at least the girls might enjoy being 'robbed' by you"</span>, she teased with a wink.<br/><br/>As Peter pulled her in, Alice kissed him with the same passion and intensity that seemed to be her trademark. As Peter's hands moved to another clean spot, Alice chuckled softly, but said nothing. Chuckling again when Peter said he was big trouble, Alice felt her cheeks burning for a few seconds. Lucky for her, Peter turned her around right away. Placing her hands on the wall for support, Alice closed her eyes to feel as his hands rubbed dirt off her skin. That felt good, and Peter's large hands turned the operation into a sort of unplanned massage.<br/><br/>Alice was caught completely off guard as her body was lifted up. It took Alice a few seconds of confusion, before she felt what Peter was up too. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Don't you get tired?"</span>, Alice joked, her voice trembling just a little, unable to hide how much she was enjoying his rough treatment.</div>