“I taught you how to throw a liver punch and watched your first fight. You know why the punches you threw didn’t drop your opponent like I just dr...pped you?”Honestly, I thought I was doing it right. Obviously not.“No sir.”“Well you’ve been throwing a straight hook. That’s not what I taught you, you’re hitting too low. You have to add a little bit of an uppercut. It’s called a shovel punch. You now know firsthand how effective it can be.”All those summers in the garage with him while growing up. Besides him and Gloria, the other ten jurors were pretty much a passive group, silent for the most part; it was redeeming quality that left him hopeful the trial would progress rapidly to a swift conclusion. At the end of each row of jurors, a pair of overweight black housewives sat like unemotional bookends waiting for their instructions. They all had tag with their juror number and their first name on it to make it easier for the judge to address them.The other three females on the jury were. She worked the clit, then moved her tonight down and jabbed it inside her cunt. Right at that moment a huge glob of white cum poured out of the blonde's pussy and onto Kristy's tongue. She pulled it into her mouth, swallowed it, then continued probing, trying to get more cum to come out. More did, and she lapped it up. The camera moved back to a view of Kristy's ass. The cocks thrust in and out of her asshole and pussy at an increasing rate. Suddenly the man in her pussy stopped and. .."She giggled. That happy titter has melted me since the beginning, the first time I cracked an off-the-wall joke, testing the range of the mind I thought I saw when we first started hanging out together. I heard her chair pushed back. "You know, I need a break. I know what a GOOD break would be like ... If you promised to work really hard tomorrow and I promised to study really hard tomorrow, do you think we could have a tiny little interlude?"I waved at Alan on my way out of the office..