"Remember what I promised?" he growled against her ear as he tightened the sash until she was standing on her tip-toes. He sighed with pleasure as he ...tepped back and slowly parted her robe to reveal her lush curves. "Damn, Lisa you look good enough to eat." He growled as he ran a finger over her breast and then down her stomach.Stepping over to the fridge, he pulled open the freezer door. Rummaging around he finally found what he was looking for. Keeping it out of her sight, he returned to her. “The man” was looking at my face while my hands were moving on his thing. “A little faster now and hold it tighter”. Doing what he said, I continued to pull his skin up and down sometimes over the tip. I think he liked that. I used two hands so one could rub the tip . His cock got real hard and shook a little, I turned to the side to see better, and his thing jerked and sprayed stuff out the tip. Just missing my face. “Young lady that was perfect! Can't remember it ever being so good”. I was. "And so the world keeps spinning; life goes on without apparent change and Moira realized she was officially a woman when her sheets were bloodied one morning. Her relationships with her parents were so stressed that her mother only knew of the arrival of her menses when the laundress mentioned it; if her father knew, he didn't mention it.With her hormonal development, Moira got, if that was possible, more rebellious when at home, sometimes unkempt, careless of her clothes, sometimes leaving. Now, eight days later, the case was being called on Ken's last day of jury service.A uniformed and fully armored New Pittsburgh police officer stood near the judge's desk and served as the bailiff. He had been perusing something on his PC but now he perked up as he heard a transmission over his radio link. He nodded to himself and then made the announcement that court was returning to session. "Here come The Man," he said.The doors at the rear of the courtroom slid open and Judge Skinman.