"She nodded again."Mr Jones, I take it you are prosecuting this case?" I am, Madam."The Prosecuting Lawyer was average in every respect, average heigh..., about five feet eleven inches, slightly overweight, balding. He was business-like in his approach as if he had been doing this for years, which indeed he had. There was an air of boredom about him as if he had seen it all before and really the outcome had nothing to do with him. He had the resigned air of someone doing a tedious job.She. I wanted to kiss her right then.But I collected myself and responded, “I’ve been well aunty, but honestly, I just haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.” A small smile appeared on her face. “Oh, so no young college hotties then?” she followed up. “None at all. I honestly haven’t been able to think of anyone but you.” I quickly replied.A period of silence followed as we looked at each other deep in the eyes. Our heads slowly moved closer to each other. We both knew what was going to. Do you think she'd let me watch?" I'll ask." Asking Mila about Vy being a voyeur but not a participant seemed to ease her mind.She gave me a half smile and shyly said, "Okay." And after her smile became whole she added, "You two are weird."Having heard Mila, Vy said with a laugh, "That we are. Call me when you get the details. I can't wait." Me neither," I said. We hung up."What did she say?" asked Mila, gingerly rising and pulling off the condom, the sad sack dangling between her fingers."She. And she watched in wonder as he lowered himself again, aimed his penis, and pressed it into her.It went in easier this time, with no stinging, and as he went back and forth it went in a little deeper each time. And then Bill pumped in and out, over and over again, looking like he’d died and gone to heaven. For Julie, it felt great down there, the sensations, but mostly it just felt great to know she was getting -- fucked. She shuddered as she thought of the naughty word. Girls were meant to get.