Don't have to

She is very confident with her legs crossed, she takes a sip of her coffee, I see a picture of her son that is about four years old. He has a very unnerving resemblance to me.

I look at her eyes and say, "You have a lovely son."

She takes another sip of the coffee and moves her hands on top of her crossed legs not looking directly at me. She clears her throat and says, "Sign the papers."

I look at the pictures looking for anything that would trace back to me. It is true that is me and her engaged in violent, forceful rough sex with aim to humiliate her and her boyfriend. But in those days I had mask on, so there is no evidence of anything more than she being **** by an overweight guy. The only thing that may indicate that it is me it is a scar, but the only picture is very bad picture and it only gets end of the scar. It is very hard to see if it is a scar..

I look at her again and she takes another sip.

I finally look at the paper that she want me to sign, I see additional picture with me and other girls. This includes the one that gave me the scar.

I stare at her pictures of her son again and say, "Your son, is his father that football athlete that you dated in college."

She drops the cup as I take a gulp of the water before me.