. but Ron," he was flustered by now. "I respect you too much to do something like that. Besides, your dad would kill me!!" Respect!" She yelled at him... "Is that the best excuse you can come up with. I don't want your fucking respect you stupid carrot top. I want your cock in my pussy! Now are you going to be man enough to do that for me, or do I have to look somewhere else for satisfaction?" Bu... but... but Ronnie," he stammered. "We can't just do something like that. We're too young." Fine. I'd have to be more careful thanever now. - 49 -My suspicions about Lexi's expensive dresses being a way of Grostshowing off his wealth received a boost the following day when we allattended Sunday morning service in the village church. More demure, asbefitted church, it was nevertheless beautifully cut and sewn. A calf-length black silk marvel, Lexi had accessorised it with matching hatand gloves and a fox fur stole. Her jewellery was minimal, her make-upas skilfully. In accordance with the laws of this Hold, youre to be executed at first light. In the town square. In public. He paused, letting that information register in her eyes, then continued. Normally that fate would be unavoidable by someone who had committed your – voluminous list of crimes. But… there are things that someone possessing of your – assets – might do to convince a compassionate jarl that her sentence could be commuted. He let go of her hair now, stroked the side of her head softly as. Of course, not ten minutes into the journey, she couldn't mistake the hand that had started to grope her ass, a hand she constantly batted away. Every time she turned she only found bored looking faces that said nothing as to the culprit, and every time she turned, without fail someone grabbed what little tit meat she had.Then someone took it a little farther, and her skirt dropped to the ground, showing off her pristine white knickers, a little damp from the heat of the car. She turned, in.