These photos were published along with notice of the proceeding against me. Some of the news stories were indicating that the trial might prove quite ...umiliating for me. As a result there were more potential spectators than the courtroom could accommodate. The bailiff let them come in a first come first serve basis. Then he informed those who had not gotten in that they might watch the trial on closed circuit TV in the lounge down the hall.Most of the spectators were male, but there were also. This petite, perfect assed, round-breasted, 18-year-old fresher wanted to discuss football with me.Holy shit. I couldn’t get over it. So many possibilities played through my mind. By this point, I had gone several months without sex and was aching to get my dick wet. Now things were finally happening.However, all she did was ask for football tips. So I couldn’t be sure whether she was into me or not. That conversation really served as an ice breaker because we started making small talk during. Jess was wearing a little black dress with straps over the shoulder, showing her small cleavage, along with black 4” heels. She looked stunning and I told her so. Jess smiled and gave me a peck on the cheek, before smacking my behind and replied “You don’t look so bad yourself my sexy man”. We were soon ready to leave, and as we made our way from our room I checked we had our keycard, and my wallet and we proceeded down to the elevator. Once out of the hotel we took a cab to ‘Jamies’ in Holborn. Taggart and then told her of the problems that Ellen and I were having. At first, she was reluctant to even discuss the possibility of Ellen being a short term foster care parent, explaining to me the State's requirements and the parameters to get qualified. I got her to give me the application papers anyway, although she assured me that I was wasting my time in doing so.I then drove back too Groton and went to see Mr. Bennett. Mr. Bennett and my father were good friends, not socially, but.