I didn’t have any expectations of fucking or even kissing her, but I use to derive pleasure by just admiring her face, boobs and the huge ass. I kne... she too had a soft corner for me and liked me more than our other common friends. Neither did she open up nor did I. I met her in my second year as we lived close by. We daily spent an hour’s timing together in a bus talking about everything. I occasionally flirted with her and so did she. I loved it and knew she too liked my flirty talks. I never. I think that the only way you have to mitigate the fullweight of the law is to offer some major financial restitution.? Heflicked through the papers he had. ?I understand you cashed in thelottery ticket that your husband bought???Well I was his wife, I was entitled.??You didn?t buy the ticket, did you? In spite of a statement you made tothat police woman, before you knew who she was.??Well, no.??It should have been your husband who claimed on it. That?s where thefraud charge comes from. How. I was sitting in a booth and typing one of my erotic stories on my laptop. I had been on a roll writing and was trying to live up to the productivity of my hero Michael Loucks.I had just swallowed my next mouthful of Irish Death Ale when they came to my booth.“Excuses me. We hate to bother you, but we need you to settle a bet for us,” the redhead said.“Ok. Why me and not your guys over there?” I wasn’t wanting to start a fight.“They are our husbands and they are way too biased for what we need. " He kept looking at me like nobody had before which made me somewhat uncomfortable, but he looked harmless enough and even if he had some evil in mind I kept a six inch hunting knife on my left side. "Nice knife." He noticed it in the leather sheath. "What brand is it?" "It's hand made. A friend of my brother made it out of car spring. Handle is stag." "Well, you won't need to use it on me. I'm harmless enough." He kept smiling, looking between the road and me. He pulled off the highway and.