." No, and I don't want to." I believe you." Why should you?" Because I'm not on the floor on my back with you holding your hand over my face while yo... tear my clothes off!" Jeannie replied."You know, that's how I figured this was going to go," he muttered. "I didn't like the idea, but..." Okay, so, I don't want you to hurt me, so I'm cooperating -- all right?" Yeah, okay..."Jeannie cocked her head. "You seem disappointed." No, just confused. It's STILL rape..." Okay. Is it important that it be. An account that I dare not write in plain language for fear of it falling into the wrong hands and my being prosecuted and sent to prison or worse.It is not my intention to write a day by day account in the form of a diary. I should have started some months ago had that been the case. Rather I intend to give accounts of incidents that occurred even if they happened over a period of some days. For the record, I was appointed to this post at Michaelmas last year through the good offices of Squire. She lay back, the head suddenly moving away from its attachment. Click clcik. The camera sounded the recording of the sight of Lesley's pulsing throbbing pussy. Beads of sweat ran down the smiling sluts belly, down down and into her open thighs. Big Al got more ammunition. He smiled. CRACK....."oooooh what the fuck was that for!" her breast tingling as the hand mark immediately showed on her assaulted right breast. She rubbed her skin to make it feel better but it didn't work...."that. " The officer went to my trunk and pulled it out and then unwrapped it and pulled it out."Yup, this has been through a fire. Where was the fire?" At my house, on Stone Creek lane, a few weeks ago."He looked me over, and recognition came to him. "Mr. Johnson? I wasn't told it was you here. Let me call the chief right away." No worries about that. I just want to get this destroyed and enough paperwork to keep me out of trouble in the future." Sure, come with me and I'll help you out."I closed and.