The judge sat upon a dais in his loincloth wearing a white wig. The twelve jurors sat in the jurybox in their loincloths as well. Indeed, all the case... were following English law, but one thing perplexed the anthropologist. Periodically, a man covered in scarves would walk around and feel the breasts of all the women there.When the day was over, the chief asked the anthropologist if they were following English law exactly. The anthropologist replied that they did, but couldn’t understand about. I grew hard inside her again and she sat up and started to ride me moving up and down with long slow strokes the length of my cock. Her tits started bouncing and swaying and I was mesmerized. She leaned down lifting one of her tits to my face telling me to suck it. I gladly took that fat nipple into my mouth as she started riding my harder and faster. She told me to bite her nipple gently and I did and she started cumming on my cock. As she collapsed on top of me I was fucking up into her. Her hair and makeup were still perfect.The fall was marked by two things that affected me as much as anyone else. The first was the Twin Towers in New York on 9/11. My meeting with Jim for the concept was put off a week as none of us were sure exactly how we should deal with this. Daphne’s and the kids’ schools closed as soon as the news hit and didn’t start session again until Thursday. We didn’t close at PCAD, but most classes had long discussions of what had happened and how it affected us.. I fast forwarded the film until he emerged fully dressed from the bathroom. I watched as he looked around the room and then left. I shut off the film and leaned back on the sofa. What the hell was that all about, I asked myself? And then glancing down at the bulge in my pants, I asked myself what the hell is up with you?I sat there for awhile, wondering what I should do about what I just watched. I also wondered what I should do, or think for that matter, about the bulge in my own pants. I knew.