She went to the gallery entrance where Diana was the last to leave, "Well Diana? Are you satisfied?" She asked.Diana shook his head, "You know the law...Veronica, what do you think he'll get?" She asked.Veronica thought for a moment before answering, "Well with the attitude of the judge and the way the evidence was showing William, I wouldn't be surprised if he got 50 years!" Veronica told her.Diana snorted, in the way Veronica remembered from first meeting her, "Yes, and he'll be out in what 20,. Bored with my fruitless efforts I decided to return to the house to see if mother was ready to go for a swim, going by way of the beach. As I approached the beach I saw that mother had deserted her household chores and was lying on an air mattress with a cushion under her head. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be asleep. Drawing close to her I felt my penis lurch and start to harden. Mother was wearing a pair of very tight shorts and a close fitting t-shirt. Beneath the t-shirt the swell. I want to feel his hardness push against my back. I wanthim to reach around me, slip his hand inside the front of my pantyhose andfeel him rub his fingers down the front of my thin, delicate, flimsypanties parting my cleft and pushing my panties slightly inside of me.I want him to unfasten the clasps of my bra and allow my breasts to spillout of the cups and swing freely and heavily on my chest.I want to turn around and let him gaze at my bare breasts. I want him topull me into him and stroke. I can see this is going to be a tough day. I went back to my closet to put on some shorts and my sport leg. I was going to get back into the habit of exercising.I had just begun to walk before running, when my cell rang again. The caller ID said, ‘Jeff Davis.”Flipping the phone open I said “This is Johnson, how are you, Marshal?”“Not worth a shit, you asshole. That sanctimonious prick that was hired in John’s position just called me to tell me you refused a direct order. He wants to prosecute.