Plus it shows that all kinds of people play games like this, even cowboys.”We all laughed, and Mr. Cummings laid out the game plan. The Presentation...was 30 minutes, and he wanted to introduce me as the youngest member of his team. Being 17 and introducing a game I had written when I was 16 will hopefully help inspire others to do the same. I could tell them some of my inspirations, and a little about the ideas. But no specifics, since he did not want to give away anything before the game. She pulled my hands back on to her breasts and I gently massaged them as she cooed her approval. She pushed my fingers down to her shaved kitty and let out a soft moan as she pushed my fingers into her wet and very moist vagina. This girl was on fire. I had experienced hot strip club dances before, but nothing quite on this scale.She arched her back and I could feel her pushing her fingers in past the waist band of my trousers. In an instant, she had the button unfastened and was gripping my. He grinned. "Good. I am glad you approve." he said. He kissed my forehead, then walked over to the refrigerator, furrowing his eyebrows in thought. "What sounds good to you?" he asked, looking at me. I thought for a moment. "Steak sounds good to me. Perhaps with a nice garden salad, home made ranch dressing, and some mashed potatoes?" I suggested. "That sounds amazing. What do you want to do: steak, potatoes, or salad?" he asked. "I can take care of the salad. I know you love to make the steak,. Either way, nobody is going to hurt this boy while I sit on the bench.”Marion Marshall smiled. She liked the judge. I could tell. “I am fully prepared to rule on the issues within my purview, Roland. Thank you for the updates. I will take it from here.”Judge Marcus wished me well and excused himself. Marion Marshall looked at the condition of my bandages, and turned to Doctor Halberstadt. “Why don’t you hit the highlights for me?”She listened attentively as he described the potential new damage.