After dinner one evening, there was another discussion of marriage. Bobbi said, "David, do you want to be known as the one who tamed the wildcat?"He d...dn't answer immediately. "I don't want that since it wouldn't be true. Wildcats can't really be tamed. However, they can be won through love and patience into a loving relationship. That is my desire. Roberta, I want your love not your submission. You would not be happy submitting. You can be happy loving and being loved." That got him. "It's really nice in here, d'ya know I'venever been in before." I have once, although not for long. It was a hen party and we didn'tstay more than twenty minutes in any of the places that night if Iremember rightly. The plan was to have one drink in every bar in town!" Sounds like quite a night!" Oh it was!" I giggled."Well it's a pleasure to meet you Stacey!" And you!" I took another sip of my drink, things were going well sofar."That is your favourite, right? Cosmopolitan." It is yes, how did. If they lose, we have a much lower standard of evidence and could still probably win, building on all the evidence and such laid out during the criminal case. He reminded me of the famous OJ trial, where the murder prosecution went in OJ’s favor, but he lost the civil case that did convict him of murder.”“Joan, are you strong enough to do this?” Dave asked in a worried tone.“Oh, yes. I need to show my soon-to-be-bastard-ex-husband that karma can be a bitch – and so can his ex-wife.” She smiled. She started moving her head back and forth, taking him just a little bit deeper with each successive stroke. She sucked his hard dick for about a minute straight, taking probably the first four-inches into her mouth and giving him a fine BJ. I glanced at his face a couple of times but he was focused on Katie, and the pleasure she was providing. She paused to give her jaw a little rest but kept stroking his saliva moistened shaft with one hand and massaging his balls with the other. She.