And Mrs. Evans and their daughter were shown in, and sat on a bench behind us.“He’s retained civilian counsel to advise him, though his defense co...nsel is the commander at the table,” Petty Officer Van Zandt said.A minute later I got my first look at the sailor who had killed my friend - Seaman Timothy Jefferson. He was black, about six feet tall, and wearing dress whites. He was escorted by two Marines who directed him to a chair, then took positions behind him.“Judge Burgess will enter soon. Than I was just sitting there, watching everyone run around, getting their stuff."Dude, why are you going ?" I asked Ben."Well, Ryan called me yesterday and asked me if I'd come for a sleepover." He said."Oh, OK." I replied."You want to go with me ?" "No, no.. Not really. He called you. Me and Ryan don't hang out a lot, so yeah. Go on." I said."OK." Ben said and went back to preparing for his sleepover.There was running around the house, yelling, talking etc.Then everyone started going down the. We closed the restaurant and kept talking even as the door locked behind us.The night was warm and we were in no hurry. We had both taken cabs so there were no cars to worry about as we walked the old streets towards my shop/apartment. It took time, but it was well spent. Nan also had a keen appreciation of the Colonial architecture and the history behind the old part of the city.Off and on during out walk, our hands brushed. Sometimes we walked close together, sometimes my sexy little date. "Ok Kuya, show us how you do it." Ate Gigette said."Can you help me?" I requested. "It is not easy for me in my position to do this alone, you handle the massager and put it on the tip of my penis." I instructed them to do it for me.Ate Gigette turn on the massager and point the red cup tip on the head of my penis and I quiver a bit as it touches me. The head tip was just enough to cover my small penis and its not just right since it does not touch the head properly. If it touches lightly it.