A female police officer was walking her back into the room, as the police car left the motel parking lot.I did not contest the charges and did not ask...for a lawyer or a trial. Justice was swift. Since I had asked the maid to call 911 before I broke down the door, they called it premeditated. It didn't make a beans difference to me. I got two years of jail time.My brother Louie was the only one to see me before I left for the state lockup. He promised to come see me after things settled down a. It was three hours since I had looked in to Marsha's room, and now all was quiet. This time when I opened the door I could see that she was still in the bed, but only one guy was still with her, passed out next to her. On the table I saw the empty bottles of beer and traces of a white powder I assumed was cocaine. I could see a huge amount of semen oozing from her shaved pussy, which told me that more than one guy had creamed inside of her.I moved to the bed and opened the bottle of drain. After several minutes Coach H got up off the bed and stood in front of me. He reached down and pulled off my underwear. He then kneeled down and started to suck on my cock. Coach H did not suck my cock for too long. He got up and sat in a chair facing the bed. “I want to watch you masturbate for me” he tells me. I sat there on the edge of the bed and masturbated. Coach H began to rub his cock through his underwear. The head of his cock was clearly visible pocking out the top of his. “Sorry to interrupt near dinner time, but would you mind if I borrowed a cup of sugar? I am baking a cake and didn’t want to run out to the store this late in the evening,” said Helen.“No problem Helen. Hey, why don’t you sit down for a cup of tea? I really haven’t seen many people in the complex yet.”“Well, that would be great. I haven’t started cooking yet, so I am in no hurry.”Helen sat down for a relaxing cup of Earl Gray and she and Jane chatted about life in the building. Helen described.