She sat me in an armchair and left for moments. Then she came back, brought two glasses and a bottle of champagne. We talked, I drink and in a moment ...ngela brought her lips to mine. We kissed. From here, a whirlwind of pleasure began. She put her hands on my pants, while we kissed. At that moment he opened my pants and grabbed my penis so hard that it made me jump in the armchair. She started to rub it, to play with it and my penis got hard. She took off my pants, She twisted herself and put. ............" Shebutted in smiling, "Susanna, it's fine, he deserved it, I just hope Idon't get you that angry, you're a hellcat! As the state of the panswill probably testify."She then went and told the story of me taking it out on the pans,lightening the mood at my expense, but it was worth it to hear Shonilaugh again.Lunch was ok, a simple Sunday dinner, soup, roast beef and Yorkshirepuddings with veg and a simple steamed chocolate pudding all home madeby yours truly - everyone enjoyed it.I. I have no idea what I'm supposedto do the morning after. Was this just a one night stand? God I hopenot. But I can't say. I just better be ready for it if that's all itwas. All my past experiences are meaningless. I've never felt this waybefore. My compass is spinning like a top. What if last night was lastnight and he wants me gone? I've never woken up some place wanting tostay but felt I should go. What if he's done with me? God I don't thinkI could handle rejection like that right now.. "Yes. That judge is a stickler for that rule. There was nothing I could do about it though. I wonder why he changed his mind," she said musingly, taking another sip of coffee.I hesitated to say anything. It sounded like there was some sort of infighting going on either in her department, or between the police and this judge. I wanted to get this story out of her."Darla? It might not be any of my business, but why did you think this would happen to you?" I asked, very curious now."You're a nice.