After a while, she goes quiet. I ask what's wrong.“Someone told me something,” she says. “Something that happened last night.”“What did they...tell you?”She twirls her finger through her short black hair. “It's embarrassing to even say.”“You can talk to me about anything, Bernadette.”“Okay,” she says and takes a deep breath. “Someone said Kyle fucked you up the ass.”“He did.” I can't believe how fast I say it, that I'm admitting it, that I even sound proud of it.“And you took it willingly?”I. ” “Goodnight,” I squeaked, unable to completely find my voice. “I love you,” he whispered as he excited. “I love you too,” I whispered back, sure he was not around anymore. I turned off the shower and quickly got out. I was wet, hot and confused beyond all belief, sleep was my only option at this point. ________________________ I decided to go talk to daddy before I went to bed. I felt that there were things that needed to be discussed between us. We had been traveling for so long and at no. There was some light flirting from Gail throughout the show, starting with her hand on my knee shortly after we sat down, all the way to putting her hand up the leg of my shorts and giving a couple squeezes on my dick by the time she'd had her 6th or 7th, just to tease me I think. Not that I minded, it was a rush having her do that with so many people around, and I'm sure it was turing her on as well. About midway through the main act I had to go to the bathroom so bad it hurt. This wasn't the. He knew the truth, for one thing. That was pretty rare, actually. Most clients held things back—hid things—and guilt of the crime committed was only one of the things they usually tried to hide. They pretended to be innocent, and it often handicapped him, because most people don't lie well and juries are suspicious to begin with.But this time he knew every intimate detail of his client's life. He knew what had led to her actions. She was an open book and her credibility was undoubted in a way.
Read MoreRelated Videos
