But it wasn't one of my parents. It was Laura. She was crying so hard she could hardly breathe. She managed to ask if she could come in. I got up and ...ent to her. I wasn't mad at her. She wasn't responsible for the way my parents had treated me.I held her in my arms and through her tears she was finally able to say, "I didn't know! How could I not know! Oh god! Lindsey! I'm so sorry!"Then she broke down completely. I held her tight and fought back my own tears. I responded, "Don't cry, Laura.. "The woman stood. She looked good in her tight blue jeans and white blouse. She reached down and pulled her purse over her shoulder."I am sorry to bother you, Mr. Woodson. But if I could just have a couple minutes of your time..." Look lady, whatever you're selling, I'm not interested." I'm not selling anything." Jessica put her hands on her hips. "I promise." Yeah, right," Donovan muttered. "Look Ms..." Jessica Mayberry."Donovan stopped short."Then you do remember my name at least."Donovan. Finally, they left and two new people took their seats.The man seated said, “I’m Sargent Lewis. We need you to answer a few questions.”I asked, “Have you talked with the other two?” He nodded. “In that case, you have my story. It hasn’t changed. It won’t but I’m tired of telling it. Let’s get me arrested so I may have counsel and prepare to defend the criminal charges and to prosecute my false arrest civil suit. Guys, this has gotten old and I’m tired of the b.s.”“Now, Mister Marigold, your. Eating those two beautiful pricks!" Suck her cunt, Mother!" I... I can't reach it," Judy wailed, stretching her hand toward that blonde-haired, bubbling pussy. "I can't reach it!"Jane heard and moved on her knees toward Judy's head, pulling at the two cocks with her hands, bringing them with her. As she swung her long, slender thighs about Judy's face, she squirmed her cunt downward. She had her ass against Judy's chin and Judy buried her mouth into that sugary cunt hungrily, her tongue.