As I begin to fade out, I whisper in your ear;"I love you babe…I really really love you."And before we knew it, we are both out cold and snoring (or...at least I was). As I am sleeping, I start to have a very sexual dream about you stroking my thick, hard cock…it feels so nice and I keep thinking, OMG…I would love to cum right now, please don't stop. This is amazing! Then I start to dream that you are giving me one of your special and amazing blow jobs, only it felt too real. I quickly. "You plannin' to beat the shit out of him?"That caught me off-guard. "No ... no ... just need to talk to him." Yeah ... sure. Look, Mr. Hunsinger, you don't need the kind of trouble you could get into if you did something like that. Everybody in this town knows you and respects you. Why would you want to throw all that away with a criminal conviction?"He knew who I was! That was not necessarily good."I don't want to cause that kind of trouble. I need to talk to him to find out some facts about. ”“No,” he said, “I mean what is the foundation of this case?”*“It is made of concrete, brick, and mortar,” she responded.“I mean,” he continued, “what are your relations like?”*“I have an aunt and uncle and 12 cousins living here in town, as well as my husband’s parents.”The judge took a deep breath and asked, “Do you have a real grudge?”*“No, we have a two-car carport and have never really needed one ‘cuz we don’t have a car.”“Please,” he tried again, “is there any infidelity in your. .Now as she turned into her cul-d-sac, she saw Guy, pushing the lawnmower over her front lawn. He was bare chested! Margo felt her snatch jolt as she focused on the stimulating bulge in the crutch of Guy's jeans.On seeing her, Guy had paused to take in her office dressed elegance and watched her go indoors. They both naturally knew not to display any unnatural acts of affection in public view.After he'd cleared away things, he'd gone indoors.In that time she had changed into jeans and sweater.