We left the men lying in the street while we waited for the marshal and his deputy to show up. There certainly was enough noise from all of those shot...un shells going off to let them know that their attention was needed down our way.It was about 20 minutes before any law enforcement people showed up, but that did not surprise us. No sensible lawman was going to dash into a firefight until he knew what was going on. Apparently, our lawmen were that smart and were giving time for things to calm. In the blink of an eye, seeminglyhe'd been diapered and put in a dress which would have been demeaningenough if it was some form of sexual game or revengeful punishment. Thisthough was beyond some slap in the face or kick in the ass, as they hadremoved him from even the minor comfort of Janine's house as theyfinally pulled up at a huge shopping mall."Ok, pick you up in a few hours," said Janine, looking back at him,smirking, before hugging her sister. "Have fun princess." Fun?" gulped Justin as. As Carolyn was about to say uncle, she noticed the look in Rachael’s eyes change. The fun was still there, but so was something else. During the wrestling Carolyn's hand had snuck underneath Rachael’s shirt to tickle bare skin. Carolyn focused on getting her other hand loose. With the sternest voice she could muster while trying not to laugh, she told Rachael she better stop or else.Rachael just kept laughing, and the mischievous glint in her eye became more pronounced. At that moment. It was more about me feeling in power, with the ability to get her off, which was another ego boost to my college age messed up mind.The very next night, and for about 8 months afterward, we had lots more sex in lots of different places on the campus. She was willing to forgive me my solo orgasm, and feeling no doubt that I made up for it by being a much better lover in giving her orgasms from then on, may have felt our relationship was growing. Me? I was just enjoying fucking a woman and not.