His hair was long but indifferently styled. Iprobably would have taken more note of his carelessness, except that mypussy was wet and I was too horny ...o be paying attention to my own alarmbells. We talked for a while in that aimless style used by two peoplewho have nothing in common but sex. We got up. He changed to boy-clothes. He just wanted to get laid and so did I. We went to my placeand did it. Nothing special, but now I was more observant ? too late. Hehad found the gag I still had lying. A lot of shouting ensued which consisted of us listening and dad doing the shouting. We were told to never, ever do that again. As so often happens with parents, dad repeated several times that we were never to jump or dive from the tower again.Now the truth be told, I was scared shitless when I jumped the first time. I felt I was lucky to have made the dive and survived in one piece ... I was perfectly happy to end my diving career with just the one dive. The problem was now that I was. She looked so good that day wearing my favorite outfit, a blue low- cut dress that accented her cleavage so nicely I could hardly look away from her breasts while we ate. When she got up to pay the bill I couldn’t help but watch her walk away. I looked her up and down from her sexy shoes, which I knew she wore just because she knew I loved them on her, to her nice firm ass and then on up to her long kissable neck I knew I had to have her soon. Her entire outfit that day was designed to. In fact the notion only made the immortally beautiful womans smirk grow wider. Dante whirled on Elliot, her eyebrows furrowed. ‘I thought you said a male judge was coming.’ She hissed, her eyes darting between Estafana and the bewildered bespectacled man in front of her. ‘Your Honor…’ Elliot too looked as if he hadn’t expected Estafana to be present. Assessing the guards reactions as well, Dante realized that was exactly what Estafana wanted. ‘Now, now. Don’t stare at me like a fish out of.