Barely an hour had passed since the judge had sent the jury away, an hour she had spent locked in a small chamber off the great hall. She knew they wo...ld convict her. Based on what they had been told, she would have pronounced herself guilty. The guards knew it too. They had done nothing, said nothing, but she could feel their deference had slipped. Their hands on her arms were firmer than before, they led her rather than escorting her, and she knew they were talking about her, wondering what. She flicked the lightswitch in the bathroom off, and went into the huge lounge area. He was sat in a chair, beer in hand. The chair looked like a child's toy with him in it. 'Big Dawg' was the head of security on this leg of the tour, a huge, hulking black guy, six foot eight tall and just as wide. He smiled at her, "Hey, baby-doll." He swigged the beer, the bottle lost in his huge hand, then stood and took the two strides to where Elkie stood. He lifted her easily. "Bed." Elkie knew what she. I don't even know what I believe anymore. It all started a few years ago when I started reading erotic stories. After twenty plus years of marriage the sex wasn't happening as often as I liked. So after fifteen thousand arguments with the little woman I just said, "Hell with it." If she didn't want to do it that often, then I would at least read about it.I always thought I knew what kind of person I was. But, after reading so many stories I don't know anymore. I should just stop reading the. I looked at both of them and they were both very curious. They sat there with wide open eyes expectant….waiting. Theyre faces were flushed and I could see they were getting excited. To be honest I was getting excited too. Two amazingly gorgeous young hotties staring at me with un-understood lust and anticipation in theyre eyes. My dick sprang to almost full attention and I had to shift positions a little bit and when I looked back I saw both of them glance and then stare at the bulge in my.