She didn’t need to say much to make me quiver. And indeed she didn’t. She took it upon herself that because I hadn’t struggled, it meant that I ...id not object – the thought hadn’t even crossed my mind. Then she kissed me. Quite persuasively. I knew then the extent of my longing to give into her demands. Within moments, I was trembling as Olivia tugged at my hair, dominating me with her lips. I offered myself to her completely, so much so that I hadn’t realized that I was now on the bed, where. These are what are called facts. What comes from your memory of the past with them is called opinion and is not relevant to today’s enquiry. Is that clear?”There was no response to this instruction, so John turned to person one.“State your name, and have Shaman Mabana confirm who you are; then tell me who you saw and when.”The first witness declared that Sharna, wife of the Chief, went into the hut halfway through the morning and was not seen leaving, according to the witness.Witness two said. The woman referred above is someone’s mother, someone’s beloved wife but also my favorite teacher. I first saw her when I was 18 years of age where I was already into adult age and any nice looking women gave me tingly feeling inside my pants. She teaches us English and she was into her early thirties full of confidence. I am very sure most of my classmates would have fantasized about her and I was no different. She for me was a complete woman. I always imagined her getting down on her knees ,. The entire day had been a bustle of activity with both overtaxed by the workload. Apart from Phyre’s party preparations, there had been mountains of food to prepare. The air was heavy with the scent of baking dough, sugar and fruit, yet none of it had any effect on her appetite. She had already eaten more than enough scraps that Hatra had deemed unfit for the customers. At first, Phyre had been a little concerned about filling up before the party. ‘Oh, don’t you worry about that, dearie,’.