.. “Is this a bad dress to wear at Uncle Red and Aunt Margie’s wedding?” Cassie asked Hector as she posed in a sundress for what was admittedly ... rather low-key wedding.Red Marsh was all set to marry the woman that they now considered a sort of aunt and mentor. This was despite her newborn son Earl, for which it was likely Hector responsible due to the brief polyamorous fling that the twins had with her. They had quickly resumed their exclusive romance after that, though they never quit their. . and then the bailiff banged her gavel and we all rose to pay our respects to the jurors as they filed out. We started to do the usual lunch-time packing up, and I had just turned away to start to give my chief paralegal some instructions, when the judge said, "Counsel."There were seven lawyers in front of the bar. There were probably a dozen or so in the courtroom, some our associates, others just local lawyers dropping by to see what was going on. There were all the plaintiffs' family. ”“I’ll tell you…” Pausing her stroke for an instant, she looked back up thoughtfully. “I lost my virginity last year…It was to an older guy in the office I worked at before college. He was always so nice and I was his secretary. We used to just make out. After a while making out became blowjobs in the office during lunch. One time though he was working over my breasts good. He always loved them. I can’t thinks straight when they’re played with the right way, and he was already fingering. I think he was teasing me. He had a long thick cock even in its soft state. He proceeded to give me instructions. I was grateful for that because this was my first time. He told me to start kissing his cock while tickling his hole with the tip of my finger. When I looked up our eyes met. He was looking at me with a triumphant sneer. It was all there in his eyes; I belonged to him, to little Jimmy O'Neil. I was his bitch. I had been chosen. He had come here to claim me and did so effortlessly..