The prosecutor helped by asking the right questions, and they laid it on pretty thick. By the time they finished, there was no doubt that I had abided...by all of the rules and laws, so it was a legitimate duel which I had won.However, that was not what the case was really about. There was no law against dueling with a federal officer, but there was a law against assaulting one. My accusation of him killing my pa was classed as an assault, as far as the law was concerned. Uh-oh, I might be guilty. The same number of blows each. One of the problems these evil people had was with the stocks: unless the apertures were perfectly padded and fitted, my frantic struggles could lacerate my neck and wrists. This device was perfection in that regard. The padding was covered in smooth nylon.'No. No. No more, please, I beg you. No more. No more.' They stopped. I had no illusions that it was a merciful response. It was to give the camera a chance to take in the red mass they had made of my smooth. The minute Joanne took his penis into her mouth, waves of joy began washing over Larry, starting him back up the mountain of delight. Joanne’s lips worked their magic on him and, soon, she had him as hard as he’d been before they started. ‘Take me again, Larry!’ Joanne cried. ‘This time, take me from the back!’ She got to her knees on the bed next to Larry, positioning her dripping gash near his face, inviting him to take her once more. Larry, surprised how aroused he was, got to his knees,. I turned on myside, my back to my son, and continue tocry.Gary rolled over next to me, and placed hisarm around me, comforting me. I welcomed thecontact as he slid behind me, spooning me. Iwas not dating anyone at the time and it hadbeen many months since I had enjoyed thecomfort and intimacy of a man’s touch. I missedit, a lot.My thoughts were completely innocentup to this point. Gary’s strong arm d****daround my shoulders, and gently massaged myupper arm and I snuggled back into my son’schest.