Anderson had stopped talking. I looked up at him in time to see his eyes glimmer with intent. "You know what to do," He said sternly. "Yes sir," I rep...ied almost too enthusiastically. That was my cue. I was supposed to stand and place my hands flat on his desk where he would then slap my knuckles with his cane. That however is not what I did. I took my punishment like one of the boys, not as an act of rebellion but because it was what I wanted, what I craved. Since he hadn't stopped me last. The District Attorney, I guess he’s a U.S. Attorney now, gave us plenty of background and information when Scott interviewed him in Washington. That’s Bo Effner, right? He was more than happy to talk to us.”I smiled at that and shook my head in amusement. “I will deny this if you air it, but Bo is a bit ambitious. I love him like a brother, but this was the case that moved him from Matucket to Atlanta and Washington. He’s got some serious political interests.”She gave me an odd look. “Are you. I asked Jenny to sit on the edge of my bed and remove her shirt and bra. I turned away and stripped off my clothes – I could not help but notice that she sneaked more than one sly peek at my cock, which was rearing up in front of my belly, fully erect and looking menacing. I turned around so that she could see my naked erection and full, heavy balls, and so that I could catch my first sight of her beautiful tits. They were, indeed, magnificent – beautifully full, round and smooth, and peaked by. She thanked the driver quietly and closed the door as she climbed out. ************* Mia walked slowly, the long grass kissing her ankles as she lumbered along. She came to a stop and breathed in deeply before sitting down on the grass, crossing her legs as she gazed at her grandfather’s name etched into a gravestone. She set the paper bag down in front of her and looked into it, pulling out a single white rose and tossing it to the head of the grave. She then pulled out a 70cl bottle of.