<span style="font-style: italic">Empty your pockets, boy.</span>" The councilor spoke directly to him. This cause him to be just a little bit cautious.<br/><br/>"Empty my pockets. What the fuck!!!" He darted his eyes to left. "Iâ€™m doing anything fucking wrong." Then realized just as quickly that he was. His eyes at that exact moment made contact with the female that he had moments before smacked her ass. "Shit did she rat me out." He thought. Quickly taking the pot out of pockets and handing them to the councilor dude. "Shit manâ€¦..canâ€™t a guy have any fucking fun around here. I mean I was just trying to have a good time is all." Nearly forgetting the entire reason why he was there as usual.  His eyes scanned the entire area. Never looking the other man in the eyes. He avoided the fact that he was in fact doing something awfully wrong, and had half the nerve to rat out that girl. But didnâ€™t because he still wanted to have sex with her. That reason alone prevented him from ratting on her. But againâ€¦if she did rat him outâ€¦then why not rat her out? Then he shook his head. Knowing that he wanted sex more than he wanted to get back at this girl.