"On cross examination, Bob only asked a few questions. "June, were you there Friday when these men came to Mary's house?"She answered, "No, I wasn't."...So you don't know if Mary was raped or not?"She answered, "No, I don't." How long have you known Mary?"She answered, "Over 35 years. We go way back." In all these years you got to know Mary pretty well, haven't you?"She said, "Yes." After knowing her for more then 35 years, would you consider her a slut?" The noise grew in the courtroom, banging. I visibly buck from this contact and breaking away from my lips he takes my nipple in his mouth, drawing it in. I am practically wanton at this point and know I can't deny him anything at all.I feel his hand reach for the button of my jeans. Holding my breath I anxiously wait for it's release, moaning once again when I feel his hand in my panties playing with the hair on my mound. I lift my hips giving him the signal to take my jeans completely off. He hesitates for just one moment looking in. Slowly, I turned around and looked, seeing a barely dressed white-haired woman standing in my living room, which chains wrapped tightly around her body. She looked around my apartment before turning her head to me. "Ah, so you're the new Ringleader." She cleared her throat before pulling out a small stack of index cards from between her tits. "Greetings new Ringleader, that's you." She spoke with the enthusiasm of a college student giving a presentation in a 7 AM Monday morning class. I wasn't. Queen Triada shook her head, {we have to gather before we act. We had detected Triot approaching, were almost ready when you struck out.}Sam nodded that he understood though again he felt a little foolish, knowing that the queen couldn’t see him.Sam walked out heading toward where his parents were. A smile slowly crept to his lips as he could feel their power far higher than he thought they would be.He was about to speak when an older male with black and white hair appeared. Next to him was a.