With no words spoken, we were in a tight embrace in seconds. Momma lifted her face up to be kissed. We began French kissing, our tongues moving from m...uth to mouth. Momma was a great kisser, better than any of my high school girlfriends.My hands slid down Momma’s back to her ass. I cupped a strong, firm cheek in each hand squeezing as hard as I could, pulling her even closer to me until her covered pussy was rubbing against my sweat pant covered crotch. We kept up with our passionate soul. ‘Just erase it.’I felt good that she trusted me to dispose of the evidence. Emily stood quiet for a moment then said, ‘So’.‘So,’ I said back. My heart was pounding again.‘You want to?’I nodded. ‘You?’Emily smiled. ‘That’s all I thought about all day. I was so wet I was wishing I had an extra pair of underwear’.She looked down at my crotch. ‘Looks like you’ve been having the same thoughts’.Oh yea! Christmas morning all over again.‘Emily, that’s all I thought about’.With that said, Emily pulled. I had forgotten her! I had initiated a further intimacy with Lyonidas myself, far beyond any excuse from duty. For long moments I had no world beyond the arms, and the lips, and even the tongue of Lyonidas. Surely nothing she did could be worse than that. Since I had betrayed her so badly, I knew that it was up to me to offer an apology, but it was hard to find anything to say that would not make my actions sound shameless and cheap. Yet, for the love and honor she had showed me, I. " "Amy. Is Amy in the court room right now." "Yes." "Will you point her out to me?" Zachary points to a blonde woman sitting on the first row behind the defense's bench. Everyone stares at her until the prosecutor speaks up. "She's very beautiful, isn't she?" "Yes." "Is she your girlfriend?" "She's my fiance." "Is she Mr. Simpkins?" "Objection," shouts Kevin. "It's obvious that Amy is a woman and not Mr. Simpkins." "Overruled. I've seen some men that pass themselves off as women before. Mr..