Mr. Vincent, please, prepare an order to that effect.”“Yes, your honor.”“Then we are done here. Next case.”Jerry collected his papers and wa...ked out of the courtroom. Jake and Jan caught up to Jerry just in time to hear him addressed by a young woman.“Jerry, what the holy hell was that all about?”“You heard the judge, Donna. There’s a gag order in place now. I can’t say anything to the press. You’ll have to find another source.”“Come on, Jerry. I can tell something is wrong here. There must be. We'll have to wait and see.After that took another pair of my sisters and her gf used panties from the bottom of the hamper. Put on my little sisters panties and wrap her gfs panties around my cock and headed for my brothers room straight to the hamper to get a taste of his gf's panties. it didn't take long to find the one she took off this morning ...I see my brother was fucking her last night, because her panties were soaking wet of her pussy juice and his cum. I could care less that his. He withdrew his fingers quickly to step out of his jeans and underwear, and I leaned against the wall to catch my breath. I pressed my hair from my face and dropped a hand between my legs to pick up where he had left off. The friction was less satisfying with my panties in the way. He helped by pulling my panties down, leaving us both naked.Then he kissed me again, and then I remembered why I kept thinking of him. He kissed so well, and kissed me so much that I had become addicted to them. His. Anyway, I’d had enough. I contemplated a local hitman, but realized I didn’t have those kinds of financial resources, or the balls… I decided to move.The question was where would I go? I loved Chicago and it was close to my Indianapolis home, but I had absolutely no leads in the Windy City. I liked the action in Louisville but that’s was what got me in trouble in the first place—fast broads, and not-so-fast horses--killer combination. Cincinnati was a place I knew pretty well (I had done a.