Hardly the image of what a saviour was supposed to look like. His green eyes had briefly met hers, though, and something called to her heart in them. ...ome indefinable quality of loss which she couldn't clearly articulate at the tender age of eleven.It was hard to approach him. Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley did their best to discourage anyone from socializing with him. It was sort of understandable. Too many people wanted to capitalize on his fame, even though anyone with half a brain could. "In fact, we were early," I shot back. "In fact, we've both been standing outside for several minutes waiting for your clerk to conclude her personal business."The man glared at me."Mr. Wallace, I do not accept excuses," he said sternly."You've accepted a poor excuse for an administrator, Your Honor," I shot back. I was not going to be this man's whipping boy and I was irked at the unprofessional nature of his court clerk. This was the biggest trial our county had seen in a dozen years and I. We’re renting a car for a little drive down Route 1 to...” He showed her a brochure.“Key Conch?”“Believe me, we’ll be off the beaten path.”“How do you know about this place?”“Julie and I went there for our babymoon.”“Babymoon?”“Yeah. She was seven months pregnant with Jenny and it was a chance for a getaway before the baby was born.”“We’re not staying in the same place, are we?”“That was nearly twenty years ago, and that place burned down not too long ago. No, this is a place where we’ll have. ..yes as soon as she was referred to asSlave.....Mistress Jenny became Slave Jenny! hurried to mount the rubbercock sticking lewdly up from Mistress Shelly's crotch."Turn round....."she commanded making slave Jenny mount the cock facingMaster Phillip and myself."I want you to witness exactly what you husband is......" she sneered."Certainly not a man."I looked at slave Jenny and could see she would not argue this point. Infact I think she agreed. The look on her face was one of lust, from.