“You got a good story. You tell it to the judge. Banker has a good story, too. Maybe he doesn’t say anything about Confederate money. You have to ...e there to tell your story, though, unless you have a lawyer. It’s Tuesday after next. One Lord’s day comes; another one comes; it’s two days after that Lord’s day. Nine o’clock; you have a watch?”“I know what day Tuesday is. Ain’t no ignorant nigger.” Which Han took to men he didn’t have a watch.“You have to be there when the judge is ready to hear. His fingers draw different patterns and swirls on my thighs. I pull off his shirt with fervent desire. He smiles at how desperate I can get. He lifts my dress up over my head and the sudden contact of chilly breeze raises goosebumps on my skin. He first gets rid of his pants and then my remaining clothing. I feel my back hit the sand and his familiar weight on my body. I leave a lingering bite on his collarbone that makes him take a sharp breath, this in turn tightens his grip in my hair. He. And then I was just coming in to tell you I was home. And I found your panties. And then I ... I saw you. It was beautiful, but I’m sorry, I should have just turned away. I’m sorry.”“Yes, you should have,” she said.“I’m sorry,” I said. She looked at me for another second, then she reached down and tossed my shirt at me.“Clean yourself up, and ... tuck your ... yourself back in your pants,” she told me.I wiped my cum off my body with the t-shirt after quickly hiding my soft cock, all under my. Two days after he was arraigned on the attempted extortion charge and paid his bail, he cleaned out his bank account and moved out of his apartment. I guess he hasn’t been seen since. I wish I could feel comfortable with that, but I don’t. According to Spence, when they ran a background check for the investigation, they learned that he has a history of violence. I guess he beat the crap out of his ex a couple of times. I’m a little surprised Halbart even hired him, because I would have thought.