"Trina paused mid-step. "—Why. Yes. Yes, actually. So do I. But at least I don't lie about it." And that somehow makes it better?" I charged. "It's ...omehow okay that everybody looks at you funny because you deserve it? 'Oh, it's no problem that I'm actually in therapy, because I'm so fucked up, I ought to be!' "Trina froze in place, her face speculative, as if I had suddenly said something interesting. "Ah, yes. Therapy. The vaunted family therapy. Tell me, Arie. Is it truly worth the effort?". How do you plead, Guilty or Not Guilty?"She was astounded. This was the court hearing and there were no people to sort the mix-up out. She whispered, "Not guilty," in a quiet frightened voice. A panel saying NOT GUILTY lit up on the wall and she thought that maybe the machine had accepted that.Then the voice said "Evidence," and the room went quiet. After a pause it said "What evidence do you have that you are not guilty?" I d-don't know," she stammered, "What evidence is there that I am. On the morning of his birthday Matthew started the day with his usual walk seeing it was the weekend. He was ten minutes into his walk through the forest when he noticed something that appeared out of place nearby. He walked towards that area & was shocked by what he saw.It was a woman lying on her back asleep. What shocked him was the fact the woman was TOTALLY NAKED! He looked around where he could see no sign of any clothes or bag or anything that would hold any items of clothing. He looked. As i was pretending to listen to my Dad, i saw the sight i'd wake up to see all my life...I saw my MILF mom walking down the stairs wearing the sluttiest outfit ever! I noticed her red lace bra which was flashing a lot of cleavage, struggling to contain her large bouncing boobs. Her pink areolas were completely visible and her nipples where just about to pop out to wish me a good morning. I could see my Mom's matching red panties. They were see through and provided a complete view of her bald.