Greg's dad ran to the downed robber and snagged the gun off the floor. Then he stepped back away from the half conscious man.The customers in the bank...cheered and applauded. Greg and Dog went over and stood by his dad. The not so successful bank robber began to stir and tried to get up. Dog let out a blood-curdling roar and snarled in the man's face. "Mister," Greg told him, "I wouldn't try to move if I was you. If my dog don't eat you alive, my dad is gonna shoot you with your own gun. So if I. Where did you get these? Jesus, not from David?" Yes Marilyn, from David. He apparently stole these from his fathers' office, bought them to school and was showing them to two of his friends. That's when Doris saw him with the folder and took it away. She sent him to my office and then brought the pictures to me later." Oh Christ. How many people have seen these? We'll be ruined. He's going to loose his Judgeship if this comes out. What the hell am I going to do? That fucker! He couldn't just. Our tongues danced with one another as I slid my hand over her huge breasts, down her stomach to her jean button. I undid her jeans and slowly ran my hand down into her pants to rub her pussy. As soon as my hand reached her pussy I felt the warmth of her juices just totally covering her panites. She moaned in pleasure as my finger ran along her crease and gently went into her hole. At this point she apparently had enough of this young k** taking control and pulled myhand out and pulled me into. ’ ‘You need something for the spill?’ She knew what we did up in RRD, of course. ‘Yeah, Daph needs to give Jack a rundown day after tomorrow.’ ‘Of course… I’ve got a few things for you,’ she said, gesturing at the printer. It was warming up already. She stood up straight again and turned to face me. ‘A lot?’ ‘200 pages or so. Shouldn’t take too long.’ ‘Great.’ ‘Are you in a hurry?’ she asked. Her slightly plaintive tone made it obvious that she wanted the answer to be no. ‘Of course not, why?’.