”I turned around under the sheet, in kind of in a sixty-nine position, but with my lower body angled away from his. He was turned slightly my way on...his side, and there was enough ambient light that I saw his soft cock and balls hanging down on the bed. I sensed the strong sweaty and musky odor of his crotch as I got my face closer to him and realized that his aroma was a turn-on for me.His cock flexed a little and started to harden as I took it in my hand, and I loved the thickness and weight. Judge Cartman didn't want a messy civil rights issuehounding her near election time.Only Judge Cartman was still upset. She had been scared enough to soilher diaper and that had angered her a lot. Putting that girl up atClaire's wasn't punishment at all. Of course the judge didn't know Patdidn't want to dress as a girl. Since the judge didn't know Pat wasalready going through about four kinds of hell she didn't see muchjustice yet.Helen called and caught the Sheriff at Claire's telling Potts to. She had never been in there, always wanting him to have his own little retreat.She turned on some music and changed out of the pantsuit and heels she had to wear to work and into a pair of sweats and t-shirt; much more comfortable for around the house. As she was changing she heard footsteps on the stairs and knew Brian was coming up."In here," she called. The door opened and he smiled at her. "Hey there sexy," he whispered. Her heart skipped a beat at the hint of suggestiveness in his voice.. Always looking for a way to improve my position at Bio-Tech, I thoroughly jotted down all my observations in an on going journal. Professor Jones would check my journal every few weeks and tell me that my work was good and to keep it up. This perfunctory job continued for almost half a year until I began to notice something.I noticed that the hamsters were beginning to act strangely. One in particular would make strange noises every 4 hours. As normal I would jot down these observations in the.