The judge, Alex Manning, had tossed him a few bones but he had not gutted the state's case as Quinn had hoped.The defense's major victory had come wit... the biggest argument. Quinn had filed a motion to introduce Bryant Hawkins' service jacket from Chicago into evidence. He had been surprised at the vehemence that Jonah Attenborough had protested the motion.At first, Quinn thought that meant that Hawkins was hiding something. As the motions arguments took form, it became evident that he was. ‘Oh, I thought they started dating in college? I had just assumed they went to the same school.’ ‘No, they’d know each other for a long time.’ He put his fork down. He was going to tell her, this was a make or break moment. He watched and waited for her to realize that he had something to tell her. Eventually she put her fork down and gave him her full attention. ‘You might not like this,’ he warned. She sat still and waited for him to continue. ‘I decided to follow them after school. But it was quite clear that neither of us wanted to go anywhere – except the bedroom. How long could we drag out this drink and conversational charade of “getting to know each other.” We had done that on chat. We knew each other’s likes, dislike and sexual fantasies. And now we had confirmed that final piece – did we click when we met?We did.I can’t remember what we talked about. She was polite enough not to gulp down her martini too fast. When she did, I was polite enough to ask if she’d like. I felt possessed. I am somewhat ashamed to say that it turned me on that she was somewhat scared. She gave a little cry as she realized what was happening when I took a gob of lube and and worked it into her ass cheeks. I was sitting astride her and was lubing up my cock while she flailed under me. “No, don’t fuck me in the ass...don’t…Bob tried it once and it hurt too much!”. I am so very tired of hearing that. I continued to lube her asshole and massaged it with my thumb. “Maybe Bob doesn’t.