Trollope and Meredith. And some other stuff, but those are the major items. I've gotten about halfway through his thesis -- the Burney book. I've read...none of the other items. I thought I'd waste tomorrow reading through them." Sounds just great. I barely remember those names from grad school." For someone in contemporary fiction, the eighteenth century was a luxury: for Jim, four-letter words were the prerequisite, along with a rich vocabulary of gay jargon and a subscription to Rolling Stone.. I pushed her to the counter, bending her over, and pushing my hard cock into her slippery cunt.I could feel the loose pussy lips caressing my balls at each stroke, long, deep strokes at first, the a rapid barrage of faster, shallower ones. She was gasping, and so was I.I leaned back to watch my hard cock ploughing her sloppy cunt. I spread the arse cheeks, staring into her star-like rear entrance. My thumb slipped to that dark hole, swirling around it, then pushing inside. She moaned, perhaps a. .,’ she moaned. Hubby’s hand was on her neck while his other one had now worked its way down along all my side and over my wide hip. He squeezed my buttocks hard and parted my ass cheeks. Watching s*s play with his cock had got me good and wet. Hubby separated my ass getting me even wetter. I knew s*s’s pussy must have been a lake and found it hard to believe she had not taken that cock inside her yet, but she had promised him the best handjob ever and, no doubt, was going to deliver on. And what do you expect me to do?” “You can instruct them to find in his favour.” “But the weight of evidence is overwhelming!” “I know, but then there would be a mistrial and he can jump bail.” “Alice?” “I’ve only just met him. If he were to be sent down I would never forgive myself.” “It’s a lot of money that he embezzled Alice.” “He made some bad choices. Meeting me has realised there’s more to life than money.” “Indeed!” Alice looked at the judge imploringly. “So, will you do it?” .