I sigh into his hand. I think I can do this.I look over at Godiva, she has a quizzical look on her face. Like she just noticed a picture is crooked or...something. I smile across the table at her. Melville, to my right, clears his throat as if he wishes to say something."Nosis," he starts and then clears his throat again. "Chronos, I personally want to thank you, again, for your help"For a thank you that's pretty lame, and Melville is looking everywhere but me. I reach out a hand and grab his. She smiled, looked in my eyes, and said, "Yes. It is. Can I see it?"I stood there, absolutely speechless. I didn't know how to respond to that. By no means have I been a prude, lame, or boring. God knows, being a horny guy, I liked sex. But to have a girl as cute, young and so fucking sexy as her to actually say that, well, this was different.I have no idea why I did it. But without a word, staring into her eyes, I smiled, and reached down and pulled off my underwear.Katie's response was to. In addition the plaintiff will make you testify under oath as to any evidence you have that might rebut his evidence at trial." But why does the law require this?" Because the creditor is entitled to make some advance assessment of what his chances of prevailing at trial would be and what you would be worth to him should the enslavement be successful. That could mean what price you might bring when exhibited naked on the auction block, for example. This advance assessment is useful in. I put the tape recorder in the hall way. There was a few minute delay on the recording before the knocking would come on. I went back to the bedroom and started to gently touch her. Light finger tips up and down her legs, gentle kisses on her neck and lips. I kept that up until I heard the knocking and so did my wife. She tensed up but didn't say anything. I sensed some confusion.Going to the front room, I opened the door and retrieved the tape recorder. Fast forwarding until the.