.. and I was so nervous that I got physically ill! And then I absolutely refused. Never again! And I didn't. Not all through college, even though ther... were just two years of it. But I didn't mind, because I was so busy, you know? And grad school was just a blur. And now, I'm ALWAYS busy! I mean, I'm only suppose to work eight hours a day ... but right off the bat, I started working twelve. And now, everybody just assumes that's what I'm always going to do."And Mother was RIGHT! I've never. The Conover County District Attorney had refused to charge the deputies who had thumped me in the back room of the jail and decided to dump it on the Feds. He also refused to charge Sheriff Conover. The DA was related to the Conover family somehow and wasn’t going to screw up family dinners at Christmas. His opinion was that the evidence wasn’t sufficient to proceed. This despite the video evidence and my DNA in the bloodstains in the cell. He didn’t even ask for bail, and they were all out on. Her tits, which had been tightly imprisoned in the cups of the bra sprang forward, carrying the lacy bra away from her body. But because the cups were full, the bra stayed in place, covering her tits. She reached for the garment and whisked it away from her, exposing her tits to the cool air of the bathroom. Involuntarily, she let the bra drop from her hand Then, without thinking about what she was doing, she cupped her massive tits, one in each hand.They felt so soft and smooth in her hands.. A part of Betsy felt sure the woman was going to strangle her then, while the other part felt a strange, unfamiliar tingling in her loins.She tensed momentarily, and then relaxed, as Sharon's hands cupped and squeezed her breasts. She found herself kissing Sharon, slowly and deeply, Sharon's tongue probing the depths of her mouth, and bringing the heat in their bodies to full flame. She knew Sharon could taste my sperm in her mouth and on her lips; this got her hotter than ever and Betsy.