The next few days pass in a blur for Dean. He is in an orange jumpsuit, thrown in to a small cell and fed unappetising meals and regular intervals. Pe...ple come and go. Michelle comes, screaming at him for ruining her life. A state appointed lawyer comes, offers absolutely no useful advice and then departs. He is shackled hand and foot and hauled into a Consortium courtroom. There are no juries any more, just a panel of three judges. The criminal justice system is swift and merciless. Dean. I was happy, but kind of sad at the same times didn’t want her to leave. But I knew she needed to. She said she would keep in touch. It’s been 2 years now. Nothing, I search the newspapers where she lives to see if anything has happened to her. But nothing yet has come up. I want her to be happy. I want her safe. But selfish as I can be. I want her with me to. Now, yes I still go online, I still have cybersex with guy’s. I’ve had many boyfriends online. A lot of them are married. Most just lie,. They would be easy to untie and get off. He would have free access to my cock and balls to pleasure me like he had offered to do.I walked out of the locker room and down the steps. I turned left walking past the track where I had run hundreds of miles training for water polo and swimming. My dick was swinging freely in my sweat pants because I was not wearing any underwear. I couldn’t stop thinking about how good his mouth would feel suckling my erection. I started getting stiff and. That I impatiently pulled at making the sari drop to the ground. Deepa had loosened my belt and opened my zipper, her hands delving to my trousers yanking out my hard on. She caressed my cock sending shivers through my body. She enjoyed watching my reaction with every little motion of her fist wrapped hard around my member. My hands had quickly pulled down her petticoat along with her white lacy panties to reveal the most gorgeous sight I have ever seen. Her bush was well hairy no shaving here..