“A little respect for starters,” I answered in Spanish. “I am your abogado if you want one.”When he saw that we could speak together in Spanis..., Pedro did want me to represent him - not that either of us thought it would do much good. By his own admission, he was guilty as hell of gross stupidity, as well as everything else he was charged with. His story was that, yes, he did it, but he had been provoked much beyond what a man of honor could tolerate.According to Pedro, he was minding his own. " I can walk," he assured her, though not at all that certain he couldback up his words."Good enough," she replied, the gestured in a direction he thought wasnorth. "We need to head that way. Your pursuit is a little afraid ofgoing on just now and we need to take advantage of that." Give me a sec," he muttered, levering himself up with her help andbeginning an unsteady progress in the general direction she'd pointedto."Damn!" That was followed with several pungent curses and more inlanguages. I had only wanted a touch, a touch to feel her warm creamy wetness that I so badly wanted to plunge my tongue deep into. I crouched in front of her and while I was covering her tummy in kisses and licks, my hands were pulling her jeans down across her hips. She removed her blouse and it dropped to the floor next to me. On my knees in front of her, my lips had reached her waist and were moving below her panty line to her shaven area. Her hands were running through my hair, and urging me to go. "Tears were pouring down her cheeks."I'm never going to bet fucked properly again, ever, am I." she admitted."Oh I don't know, I'll have to try to get you out of there." I tried to reassure her. "And if I can't the Hospital people will know what to do."She shuddered at the thought.I released the anal penetrator shaft from the hydraulic ram by pulling out the spring loaded clevis pin, She squealed when I tried to ease it out of her so I compromised leaving it in place but loose.The Deprivator.