“Damn Chad, I needed that” she sighed clearing her throat and holding the glass out for a refill which I happily did and then sat on the edge of t...e chair trying to regain my composure, my legs were spread like men do and from the look on her face I think something was hanging out which as she was smiling she obviously liked. I looked across at the cotton cloth of her shorts and the way she was sitting with her legs slightly apart allowed me a slight gap up her legs, a definite view of pubic. Then Carlos brought up sports. They bantered back and forth about the relative merits of the Miami Dolphins and the Houston Texans. Jeff also mentioned that he played soccer and ran cross-country. Christina smiled like she was proud of him and his answers.By the end of the meal, the douchebag was looking depressed. Amy never showed. Jeff walked them out and even helped load their luggage in their van. The whole time Christina stayed close, holding his hand when she could. Her pain was plain on. She played with Pat's leg in the car and escorted her into the restaurant with one hand firmly clamped on Pat's bottom. She boasted to all who would listen or not about her "conquest". Pat had never been embarrassed so by any other date in her life, female or male.During the course of the meal Maria consumed a number of glasses of wine. She pressed more on Pat, who was able to carefully ditch a lot of it in a nearby potted plant. She knew she had to keep her wits about her. Finally the dinner. Well, a normal life for a criminal, anyhow. She's not damaged beyond repair, and you should give thanks to the Ancients that you managed to get her treatment when you did."The doctor handed over some additional papers and signature forms, along with Tiffany's mini-skirt, G-string, and t-shirt. Kim took the clothes, not really sure what to do with them. As a condition of her impending sentence, Tiffany would not be allowed to get dressed again until she was 55 years old.There wasn't much more.