The one sitting said, “Let’s go over your story again, Mister Marigold.”“Sir, I’m not going to talk any more without a lawyer representing m... being present. I’ve done nothing wrong and only told the truth. My cooperation ended with my arrest.”“That’s no way to be. Your failure to tell your side of the story will be construed against you.”I said nothing. This attitude went on for about twenty minutes with me not reacting. Finally, they left and two new people took their seats.The man seated. "I can here you come on in, we won't hurt you," I said."Who are you?" My name is Justin. I was in the military until the government broke down, now we're running our own recovery operation. Come on in and bring your gun, I promise you won't need it," I said and walked back in.Eventually the man came inside still holding his shotgun, now rendered useless by the drones."Sorry for being skittish, I was just being careful," he said."No problem, I understand, I am the same way. Here this is for you,. ‘J’ was good, but she couldn't cum unless she imagined David fucking her. She'd play with her pussy before bed, before school and even during school fingering herself to orgasmic bliss like a sex starved nympho. Now she could have his dick and didn't want to be his sex slave and didn't want him thinking he owned her.While Brandi was in her own world horny and organizing the closet she didn't notice David had gotten up and was standing right behind her, until she felt her shorts being tugged. Now it was all over and I never ever saw him again.Since that day, eight months ago, I hadn't cum from sex or even from touching myself, the sexual tension building up in me from not masturbating or being touched by a guy had me to the point where I just started picturing fucking every single guy I came into contact with, every single time I went out, including places like the supermarket, or at work, even when I went to the cinema with my girlfriend Sara Jane. I would give a guy a sexy look,.