Judge Barrtel banged his gavel once admonishing those in the courtroom then nodded to the prosecutor to continue."You and your teammates were highly t...ained in tactics, self defense and clandestine operations weren't you Mr. Tompkins." Yes sir," Tom repeated once more. He was wondering where this was all going. What relevance did his service and training have?"Mr. Tompkins, you were responsible for the capture of the defendant were you not?" Yes sir." Can you enlighten the court on that. She relaxed against him when he did that.“It’s breaking up,” she said when some of the guys had gone out the door. He got his coat, and they had a long goodnight kiss. They weren’t the only ones.He called her the next night to invite her to a movie again the next Tuesday.When he picked her up, it was chilly, but the wind wasn’t blowing and the snow which had been threatening all day wasn’t delivering yet.“Look,” he said, “you know English, but you’re still taking 102, aren’t you?”“Yeah.. .. he can have coke."Dotty came back from the kitchen area with the coffee, brandy and a coke for me. She put the tray on a small table and we sat around three sides of it, with knees almost touching. As they got coffee with a small glass of brandy to go with it, I sat there watching them and thinking thoughts of sex. Joyce was pretty, in her late twenty's, I guess, a little bit of a belly and a nice shape. Big tits, at least compared to Dotty. They both were nice, I couldn't stop looking at. She delighted at seeing my middle-aged breasts. They had begun to sag mostly due to breast-feeding my wonderful daughter and of course, my age, which then was 45. I was a bit self-conscientious of my body standing next to hers but she didn’t care. She moved in and began suckling me before my bra hit the floor.I didn’t mind one bit, my hands ran through her long straight deliciously golden hair. It felt so smooth through my fingertips. She tasted, moaning at how wonderful my breasts were and how.