Her tongue reached mine and soon we were kissing hot and heavy. Slowly I lowered her down on the bed and moved beside her. My hands caressed her and m...ved to touch her breasts. My fingers tweaked her nipple and she moaned “Oh yes”. I kissed her neck and raised her arms and slowly lifted the teddy over her head. She was heaven. I lowered my head and took her nipple. Nibbling, biting, teasing. Her tits were magnificent. She cuddled my head forcing me to take more of her tits into my mouth. I. Len was verbally marveling at the close proximity of their table to the stage when Char suddenly got a strange look on her face. “What’s wrong?” Len was concerned, “Are you feeling alright?” “I’m fine,” Char smiled, “It’s probably nothing.” Still looking a bit disconcerted, Char wiggled in her seat and pulled her short skirt down as far as she could by using both hands. When the pre-show music started playing and Len was still looking around wondering why their table was so much closer to the. If he continues his career as a defense lawyer, he will seek justice for his client and justice does not mean getting the client off. If he knows that the client is innocent of the charges, he will seek dismissal of the charges or a not guilty verdict. However, if he knows the client is guilty, he will seek a judgment that is fair for both the client and the victim. That means guilty clients will hopefully receive a punishment suitable to their crimes. I wasn't sure how to have him handle a. I...umm...I just..." Amber stumbled to say, now unsure of herself in the moment, afraid now to make the bold move she had so carefully planned and dreamed of."It's all right child, take your time. I have all the time Allah sends to listen, my dear." the deep, warm tones of the Imam's voice washing over Amber, soothing her nervousness."Oh sir, I just wanted to thank you for putting up with me for the last few weeks, for letting me bother you." Amber blurted out excitedly, rushing forward to hug.