I pushed at his shoulders when he tried to open my robe."Playing hard to get?"I looked at him with my defiance again and then gave it up. "Mr. Wilson,...look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to..."He shook his head and put a finger to my lips, shushing me."Christie, you had your chance before. I meant it when I said there was no changing your mind. I'm not one of your little boyfriends you can tease and tease. You said you wanted to play, well this is part of the play, dear."He leaned in and. I apologized for what I was doing. He said not to worry, as he was actually enjoying what he was seeing. He asked me if my boyfriend satisfied me, and I confessed that no he didn't. He asked if I'd ever been with an older man, and I told him no, but it was a fantasy. After going back to check if his wife was asleep, he came back downstairs and without saying a word, he started to kiss me and fondle my breasts. I let him and kissed him back. Before I knew it, his hand had worked it's way down. “Oh yeah.” Softly, she began to poke her tongue through her teeth, the tip delicately circling my earlobe. “I’m a dirty fucking slut,” she purred, rolling her tongue in conjunction with the sound of the ‘s’. “But I love the attention… it just gets me too horny.”As she spoke, my assumptions now proved correct, her breathing became heavier. Her hand seemed to grasp my now fully thick member tighter, as she emphasized the rhythmic movement somewhat.“Mmm,” she continued, the sultriness in her voice. Gunderson, who had come down from the bench, was about to poll the jury. It wasn't required in this situation, and neither attorney had asked for a poll, but the facts and circumstances of the case were such that the judge was concerned that a miscarriage of justice had just taken place. As he approached the jury box he heard Danny Baumgartner say, "See, I told you so." Reginald Bower said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I hope you're happy." Both men were looking toward the defense table. The judge looked.