I was starved for affection, after a while it became clear to me that you had divorced me as well, along with mom and it was only then I took Pop as a...father and pushed you out of my mind. I met you at times because mom told me that if I refused to meet you there would be legal repercussions. She said you would file a case against her. I only met you out of fear not out of love." Wait a minute." I asked her to hold on while I called up my attorney. I asked him to fax me the letter that I had. Ron, apparently not well versed on the kid code of no finking, quickly gave them my name, telling them it was all my idea. By two o'clock the following afternoon there were police officers at my front door talking to my mother.When we got before the juvenile court judge Ron, his hair freshly cut, his clothing neat and pressed, explained for the record that the defacement of the statue had originated with me. He said that he'd protested sternly against such a thing but had finally, reluctantly. The bulge in his pants was getting quite large. She is rubbing it and he is groaning. She says “we should let it out.” She tells me to get on my knees in front of him. He stands and I start rubbing the huge bulge, it is very long. I undo his belt and then his pants, and slowly take the zipper down. Then, I slowly pull his pants down; my wife has her arm around his waist and he is looking down at me with a smile. Our eyes are locked as his pants clear his cock and it just snaps out like a flag. " Why didn't you say anything?" Sophia said."I just tried that, didn't I?" he asked. Then he started walking back towards the house. Sophie and Jessie looked at each other in amazement. Jessie started towards Warren, but Sophie grabbed her. "Jess, wait. We have to talk." Huh?" Is he right? Is this just between you and me now? Because, if so, we have to talk about this. It affects him." No. Dammit, no." She started running towards Warren, who had already turned onto the side street and was.