She had changed her outfit and was now wearing a tight black leather dress and looked very much like the beautiful dominatrix that she was. She walked...over to the wall and selected a cat o nine tale and began taking some practice swings on my groin.At first it did not hurt at all, then suddenly she snapped the whip and she got my full attention. Then she walked over to the wall and hung up the whip and returned with a small jar of a red paste like substance. Then she unsnapped the breast cups. "I'm Jeff. Cream-Pie says you haven't dated much. I'll be good, okay?Let's just talk, and we'll have some wine, and you'll see I'm a niceguy. Okay?" Hi, Jeff. That's good news, really. I don't know what I'm doing here."Have you ever been part of the couple that was G-rated in an R-ratedfoursome. Cream-Pie and Lane were all over each other, grabbing andgroping, teenagers in lust. Jeff kept a safe distance, talking andjoking. He was so good that I forgot I had been fixed up for a date. Wejust had. The second time you do it, YOU’RE going to be punished…..and then Bob’s going to be punished. Do you understand?”“Yes.”“OK, now that we’re clear.” He turned back to Bob, and began asking when and how he was going to get the $70 grand he was owed. As he did this, he reached back into my tank top and began squeezing and massaging my big tits, occasionally pulling on the nipples. This time he was gentler with the nipples, which made his attention to my breasts much more tolerable.Bob indicated. All it did was hang me; the State's Attorney tore me up on cross-examination. The jury barely left the box before they came back with a guilty verdict. The sentence itself was no surprise; the Judge had told the lawyer that he hated my guts and was going to throw the book at me. Fucking lawyer didn't care, he already had almost all my money."It is the sentence of this court on the first count of the indictment that you be delivered into the custody of the State Prison Commission to be held in.