Every action by the witnesses was questioned at length. The questioning of Barbara Stavely started it off.After the usual preliminaries Council asked,..."The walk was due to start at 9.00 a.m. and yet you didn't arrive down for breakfast until almost ten. Why was that?" We... I overslept." We?" Everyone knows. It's no secret. I spent the night in Stanley Copely's bed but what that has to do with poor Roger's death, I don't know." We think it may have, Miss Stavely. What time did the you and he. He told me I was to go first. There was no way I could even think straight (no pun intended) right now. I told him "no you definately have to go first for starting the game." He said, "okay, truth or dare?" I of course responded with, "dare." "I dare you to strip all your clothes off" he said. So, I stood up and being the moron I am asked, "does that include my boxers?" "No" he said. Then it was his turn. "Truth or dare" i asked. "Dare" he said. "I dare you to do the same" i said unable to. K**s were coming and going all the time. I then noticed Jamal’s cock was out of his pants and she was stroking it, trying to cover it with her dress so no one would see. My wife even discreetly bent over and sucked on his cock for a brief moment. I decided it was long enough and didn’t want them to go too far and get caught and started walking that way. Jamal noticed me and discreetly put his nigger cock back in his pants and they got up. My wife walked up to me as we met and gave me a deep. Big ups to my editor Angel. Thanks for all the help (((hugs))). I must admit I added a sentence or two after I received the edited copy back. * Jordan I stretched as I woke and thought how great it was to wake up in the middle of the day. I knew Cheyenne wasn’t in bed by pure instinct. I started to feel a little funny. ‘God, if I told anybody about this feeling I’d be committed on the spot.’ I got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. I knocked on the closed door and called Cheyenne’s.