Then 'e lets go of me neck and start to stroke me face. And his other hand is down on me chest. Huh?

"Nice skin, nice and smooth" he mutters "just like a girl"

Bleedin' 'ell. What is occurring? And then it hits me. This has nothing to do wiv what I stole. Smiffy is just making that an excuse to keep me here. I mean, if I really did tell 'im where all the stuff was, how would 'e explain it in court?

Smiffy couldn't give a shit about the stuff, he just wants.... me!