If her information was correct, we would set out in a few weeks’ time to meet with her. Ilane had sent a courier to the village where her source had...said they last saw the woman. Her hope was that she would either receive correspondence that the woman was still in the village or be given the location where the woman was now. This news filled me with newfound hope and purpose. I needed to be ready when she located the woman - there was no telling what dangers could be along the road.The news had. Despite her attorney's constant reminders about overwhelming evidence, Meganand her family completely ruled out any type of plea bargain. She had donenothing wrong. Why should she plead guilty, even to a reduced charge? Once the trial got underway, Megan could feel the scales of justice startto tip heavily against her. The presiding judge was coincidently (?) none otherthan Tiffany's own mother, Pamela Heartstone. How could she get a fair trial?Her incompetent lawyer was able to nothing about. He smiled and took me to his backyard where there was a garden and we sat on lawn chairs. He was very generous and was talking and laughing. We talked till 1 am and finished some more wine. In the middle, I heard someone else came but I didn’t have the time to check that later.“You are very cute, you must be busy with your thing”, he asked laughingly.“Yea, you can say,” I lied just to tell him that I am not a rookie.“I can assure you, nothing will happen to you. I am 100% disease-free and will. Lewis. He was at Marcy’s mercy. He would have to take whatever she gave him. The next thing he knew, her mouth was bobbing up and down the length of his shaft with a ferocity that rivaled the best cocksucker. Her mouth was amazing. Just when he thought he was about to blow his load, she slowed again. She continued this throughout the meeting, getting him so close to the edge, then backing off. Mr. Gibson thought she was the best cocksucker he had ever met. He’d hire her and hopefully he could.