This was beyond my ability to deal with. Jenny spoke, trying to get a response from me, “Don’t be so shocked! Say something...”“Jenny ... I ..... What can I say?” I replied, looking up at her. She was about to burst into tears, obviously needing someone to share and understand her own troubled state. “I’m still sorry I did what I did and that I hurt you. Haley said you were bruised. I’m sorry.”“Stop being sorry. There is nothing to be sorry about. What happened, happened. Maybe it should not have. Vanessa seized the handcuff chain and clipped it to a preinstalled chain that hung from the dark invisible ceiling. She then took hold of the short neck collar chain and pulling Chloe downwards, clipped it to a clasp on the carpeted pedestal. She pulled down on the other end of the ceiling chain and Chloe’s hands rose above her head until the slack in the short neck chain disappeared. Chloe was trapped and she jerked violently on the handcuff chain but to no avail. Her face was a foot above the. "I believe that a single sad and grieving woman has abused her prosecutorial office and now her boss is trying to save face by manufacturing a charge that is outside of the legislative intent of the statues she is sworn to enforce." Sue said carefully."Your honor, it is the responsibility of judiciary to interpret the law and apply it to all situations where violations may have occurred. It is the responsibility of the prosecution to bring all of these issues to light." Charlene said."I am well. ” Douglas concluded, with a push of his hips.He thrust the rest of the way into my jam-jar, to the hilt, root to clit, balls to bottom, tip nudging womb; a deep, hard, tight, hot, throbbing, hairy, animal, happy connection. A union which was spiritual as well as physical, love bolstered by lust, lust emboldened by love. Sister-in-law and brother-in-law as one; again and again and again as the boy banged his beautiful kid cock into my cunt.“Yes, darling,” I brought the phone.