‘You ok?’ She looked down at him, tears in her eyes. ‘Cat, if you’re not ready, just say so. I’m not going to make you, honey.’ ‘I’m n...t ready.’ Chris nodded, but the disappointment couldn’t be masked. ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘No, no, don’t be sorry.’ He laid next to her, stroking his hand through her hair. She rolled over, layingher head against his chest. ‘Are you scared of it, or me?’ ‘What?’ ‘Are you scared of doing it? Like getting pregnant, that it’ll hurt, things like that. Or are you scared of me?. You need to move the car. Are you OK to drive?”I nodded slowly, “I think so, yes.”“You haven’t been drinking?”“No. I’ve been crying, probably for ten minutes, I guess.”“That explains the bloodshot eyes, then. I can take you home if you want. Just move your car onto the shoulder and I’ll bring your dad back to get it.”“No, I think I’ll be fine.”“OK. I’ll follow you for a bit to make sure. Drive safely, Mike.”“I will.”He went back to his cruiser and I started my Mustang. When I looked around, I. Is that understood?" Absolutely, Your Honor. I'll make sure that it doesn't happened again."By this time, the jury was naturally snickering or giggling amongst themselves. It made the Whipper arch one doubtful eyebrow at John Cage."Really, Judge. I promise as an officer of the court," Cage plead innocently.The focus of Whipper's vision shifted momentarily from Cage to his client. She wondered why anybody would want to walk around in a body like that? She was 4'11" if she was an inch, and what. He rubbed his hard cock. It would be very short indeed. It was a good thing his Hungarian wife liked hard fast fucking because that is what was on his menu for tonight. Much later and much relieved he ran into the sheriff on his way back to his table from the men’s room. The Sheriff had only one thing to say, ‘Matt, I want the tape of your parking lot from seven to nine tonight.’ Matt, had it in his pocket. ‘I thought you might, next time warn me and I will turn it off.’ Billy nodded, pocketed.