She didn’t react so I squeezed it some more. Eventually I was rubbing her nipple with that hand and my other hand had crept down to her waistband an... my fingers were stroking the top of her panties. My cock was starting to get hard too. Here Donna was crying her eyes out and all I was doing was copping a free feel and getting excited about it.As she continued to cry I continued to get a little bolder. I was brazenly massaging her tit and nipple. My other hand was now into her panties far enough. I will do it.”“Why would you do that? What do you want?”“What I want is your body. Not my mother’s, just yours, I want total, and immediate, obedience to any instruction that I give you. Do you understand?”“Yes, you bastard, I understand perfectly. How long are you home for?”“I’ll answer that later. Take your clothes off. I want to fuck you and I’m not waiting any longer. Get everything off or I’ll rip ‘em off and then I’ll take another picture and put that on the internet with your details. Certainly, I wasn’t going to even attempt to use any portion of my previous clothing for anything. I swore I was going to burn those clothes they stunk so badly. That was, of course, if I could even bring myself to touch them ever again. I may even leave them where they lie. Let some wild animal come upon them and take them where they will. Sitting on the bank, I began to work the tangles from my hair. With all of the waves and curls, my hair did not untangle easily and I worked for several. ”“Yes, Judge Lane?”“I know you are a good boy and very smart. You and I have talked many times in the past. I also know that you are very respectful of authority. Thus, I hope that there’s a very good reason why you are wearing a neon orange Tuxedo in my court room. Would you please enlighten me?”“It’s like this ... I went to put on my suit this morning and it didn’t fit. The pants wouldn’t close and the suit coat wouldn’t button. The sleeves were too short. I thought I was going to be sick..