It's not like they HAD to get married. Not really. They could live in sin. Everyone did it. Neither were even religious (Spiritual? Maybe). Hell, Bill...and Julie went to church and still slept in the same bed! Once they had graduated, Cynthia from high school and Violet from college, they could just shack up... ... no, they couldn't.Cynthia was not that type of girl. Not that she was a prude. Hell no! Get her naked and, gods, what she could do with her mouth! But, sex was one thing. Being. I am Judge Morgan. And if your lieutenant isn't here in twenty minutes, your chief will be here in thirty. Better yet, make it your captain." My captain?" The fire plug turned white."Now!" He looked around. Robbie and I, backed by the guys, still formed a wall between Darlene and the cop."You!" he snapped, pointing at Darlene. "Come here," then he softened his tone. "Please." I saw Robbie nod at Darlene, and she started toward the judge, "The rest of you sit or something."Darlene and the judge. She became even more embarrassed, covering her breast up, as Dave asked if she was OK.Once she had stood up fully she almost collapsed back onto Dave's lap again. She realised that her legs were a bit wobbly and her head was spinning a bit from the emotions of her close call. Dave helped her to sit down next to him while she recovered, but she assured him that nothing was broken and she would be alright soon, if he didn't mind her sitting there for a few moments.A little while later, she stood. .. that was... I swear I'll never be mean to either of you again!" And the best is yet to come," said Hermione, grinning. She leaned forward across Myrtle's body, taking every opportunity to rub against her while she spread the ghost girl's legs and Harry arranged himself in front of Myrtle's hole. She and Harry shared a deep kiss as he prepared for the long overdue task of making her a woman. She then lay down next to her newest lover, stroking and kissing her face, neck and breasts to.