“I believe it is possible, but we will only have enough capacity to accomodate one pass. Then the plane will have to land, and I will have to replac... all of the neural boards. If that is acceptable...”“It will have to be.” The sound of screeching tires got their attention. They both turned to look as General Armstrong stepped out of his car. “Is there anything else?”“With respect, Doctor Lanschtein, I have looked over the file that you have sent, and I have some concerns. I believe that a. "I've let my secretary off for a while to keep this meeting confidential."The judge pointed at two chairs in front of his desk and said, "Please come in and sit down, both of you."The judge sat down behind his massive oak desk and clasping his hands together and smiled that smile that brought chills to Debbie. She openly shook as she held Ted's hand."Well my two young friends, I've come to a final decision on the matter of your drug possession."Debbie spoke up, "I never did drugs, never." Hush. I turned around, and lo and behold, there stood Fergus, leering at me like only a creepy old white dude can. I glared at Fergus and asked him what he was looking at. The old bozo smiled wickedly and then told me that in his day, women knew their place and that I had quite a mouth on him. As I stared at him indignantly, Fergus crept closer to me, until we were inches from each other. That’s when the creepy old white dude called me a towel head to my face, and asked me if my hair was nappy under. Hubby pushed my top aside to expose my breasts so he could enjoy them as we were having intercourse. I'm not sure why I left my top on as I usually remove it too but I'm glad I did. No sooner than we were really into a rhythm a group of people were headed our way. There was no where to hide and it was too late to dress without calling attention to ourselves. So I readjusted my top covering my breasts correctly as I just remained there sitting on my husband with his cock still buried deep inside.