It was Clarissa’s first kiss. It was Summer’s first kiss with a female. The touch of their lips was electric. “That was nice,” Clarissa said. ...ummer nodded, running her fingers through Clarissa’s straight hair. Clarissa pulled Summer to her again, and again their lips met. Clarissa slipped her hand around Summer’s waist, and Summer tangled her fingers in Clarissa’s hair. Wordlessly, Summer put her hands on either side of Clarissa’s face, and gently pulled her up from the chair. Lips locked,. Remember the picture of Mary Beth Brockleman that I showed you at the start of the trial and then do your duty. Do what is right. Let the world know that you see Jonathan Mayfield for exactly what he is. And let the world know that Mary Beth Brockleman deserved so much more than to have her life ended by a coward and a bully!"Wyatt Quinn had little in his arsenal and he knew it. His main witnesses, Arnold Dusker and Melinda Gross, had been savaged on cross-examination. Jonathan Mayfield and his. I knew I would continueto dress up but would it be as fun alone? It was Friday and Bob wanted to take me out to a fancy diner as a goingaway present. The night before, he bought me a pretty dress that I so wanted to wear. Hesaid I could wear it out that night. Everything I wore that night was brand new, from the skin on out. My dresswas lovely; it came to just above my knees and had spaghetti straps. Ithad a low cut neck. It was light lilac with no adornment. I felt sofeminine in it. It was. We just had to stay connected.In a little while I felt myself refilling and she did too, raising her head up and kissing me like a lover, not a brother. She raised up her torso and my hands explored her breasts, doing the best I knew to give her pleasure. She skillfully rearranged us into a spooning position and I just stayed deep in her wet and slippery cock-holder as we went to sleep.As the sun was announcing a new morning, we peed and then fucked happily before getting some sustenance which.