” Without saying another word, he slinked away.Jock turned his attention to the woman lying in the grass. “Are you all right, Erin?”“How do ...know my name?” she answered. She was still dazed and shaking but looked OK except for a scratch on her left arm where she had apparently hit a twig or something when the man had pushed her. “Are you OK?” Jock repeated, choosing to ignore the question for the moment.“Y..Y...Yes, I think so,” she answered weakly. “You’re the guy from the bar.”She said it. Feeling solemn and sorrowful and weepy,we marched from one place to another.Somehow we appeared in a court room, though none of us remembered theride. We knelt before the judge while the prosecutor laid out our case.Biting our lips and wiping away the constant flow of tears that stainedour pretty white cheeks, we felt plain, unfeminine and just terrible. Theprosecutor finished his tirade, then it was our turn, but of course onInser, the guilty do not have a right to attorneys. You are. Rose ooo'd and ahhh'd and I knew I was hitting the right notes. My cock began to harden again much to my surprise and I knew that now was time to claim my ultimate prize. I stood up sensing her look of disappointment. As I pressed my hard member to her thigh, her smile returned and I spun her round. I hiked her robe up above her hips revealing her stunning thick bum, I just couldn't wait to feel that recoil back against my body. Rose leaned forward on to the counter using both hands for balance. I would supervise everything for nothing, and be responsible for the money. I felt as if I'd gone ten rounds with Condoleezza Rice. The arguments that had moved Dolores were the thought of having three slaves for the price of two and my declaration of imminent betrothal to Pilar. In fact, it had been easier than I'd dared hope, and I wondered if she and Miguel were mellowing. I texted Anita and Pilar. 'Success. Must find flat soonest, ' and had hardly put the phone back in my pocket when it.