Jillian caught her breath and whispered "Natalie.. I'm married.. My husband will find out.." Natalie let her hands slide up and down Jillian's body as...she kissed her. She whispered back "Mmmmm.. We'll be very careful.. He won't suspect a thing.." Then she kissed Jillian again. This time Jillian's arms wrapped around her and pulled her closer. Their pussies pressed so tight. Nipple to nipple. Their hands exploring each other. It was just what Natalie wanted.Then she whispered "Only one more. Did that hint that he didn’t entirely disagree with my sentiment? Did he distrust Jonathon’s testimony? Did he see the lies?“We need a jury,” Mr Bletchley announced after a thoughtful pause. Some watchmen from the back started to pass through the crowd, yanking at the older men and women until twelve were gathered at the front. Most were willing and excited, but a few looked sheepish and lost.Mr Bletchley looked them over approvingly. “The jury shall examine the accused for the witch’s mark,”. Moralez released her arm, the two Marines who were escorting them moving their hands away from their rifles, the ambassador giving him a wry smile.“You do know how to handle me, Security Chief.”“Keep moving,” he grumbled.When they reached their destination, they stepped through one of the numbered doors, and into a spacious conference room. It was illuminated by light panels that were embedded in the ceiling, carpeted again in UNN blue, decorative plants occupying the corners of the room to add. “What the fuck is your problem?” I said angrily. She bursted into tears and said: “You left me here all night, why didn’t you pick me up?” “I had too, remember what I told you, he knew about us. If he tells someone I could get in trouble and you won’t have anything. Mom would be heartbroken, none of you will have a home if something happened to me. Do you want that?” She started sobbing. I could see the events of last night took a toll on her. It seems it was simple for her to have sex with me.