River Leith

>>  Why are these their adjectives?

>>  While in the darker, shadier spots of the city, I  dumped into a man on the ground.  He was panting and blood was everywhere.  Now, being a nice guy, I decided to put him out of his misery.  I took his jackknife and stabbed him in the heart.  And yes, I was smart enough to wear gloves and not get any blood on myself.  I even avoided the pools of blood so my feet didn't track in the stuff.  My father's an ex-cop so I learned a lot of stuff from him.  In other words, no one knows this secret but God and I.

>>  When I was twenty-five, I fucked up big time.  I screwed a sixteen year old.  Her parents tried to get me arrested for rape.  Thank god the harlot told them otherwise.  However, during the police's investigation of me, they discovered that I punched someone in public who had tipped the cops off but they never really investigated it.  They went to the creep I busted up and he pressed charges FOUR YEARS LATER. My lawyer, who just so happens to be a great guy, was able to get me out of jail way early.  How did he do it?  I still don't know.  All I can say is that I'm thankful for it.  The four weeks I was in the iron pen was hell.  Needless to say, all records of this arrest were removed from public view.  Meaning, only the people involved know the truth about my arrest.