’ ‘Virtually my only option dear.’ Alice looked horrified at making that error. ‘Of course Judge Willis. Virtually your only option, hence my ...ubmission. I appeal to you to declare the defendant bound over to me for ninety days during which time I shall endeavor to reform him. I live with my father so I’ll not be living alone with the defendant and shall have my father’s reforming spirit to assist with my cause.’ ‘Worried about your level of representation you say. Could it be the defendant is. ‘Our parents all went to a party, she’s staying here tonight.’ They entered the living room and he called to the blanket fort ‘Hey, Julie, Helen’s here.’ ‘None shall enter the fortress of Princess Mesmera,’ said a voice from inside. An old man wearing a red velvet smoking jacket walked into the room, his long, bushy beard hovering inches over the tray of pizza rolls and sausage, cheese, and crackers that he carried. ‘Hey, who you? Why you get dirt in…’ He took in the sight of the wet 8-year-old. The first session, two days ago, had been very tense. When she'd explained the background of their situation, she'd been terrified by Jerry's open hostility. Most of the session had been devoted to working out acceptable rules for living together. Jerry had insisted that she "never pollute my room," but then he was also willing to make all sorts of agreements about his language and what he would say. They'd spent the last two days like what Jerry called "new cellies" and aside from eating. Just running my fingertips along my crotch made them feel damp and sticky. I quickly pulled my panties aside, only to feel a sting where they were stuck to my labia and pubes. My finger slid into my twat and I wiggled it inside, enjoying the relief from finally being able to touch myself.I must've gasped a little, because from the other side I could hear little moans, like an answer. When I looked again, the girl had turned over once more, spreading her buttocks for me and pushing two fingers.