Connor has been teaching me how to spot woman that are either top or bottom. She looks like a sub.”“How do you know?”“Don’t worry about it.�...��Not wanting to piss Debbie off, I let it go. I wondered what she and Ms. Connor thought about me. About my Mom. Did they know about us? I don’t even know what I am. Mom is definitely submissive, but I didn’t see anything in common between her and this woman.She looked at herself in the mirror and tried to adjust her t-shirt. No matter what she did, her huge. .. the fruit of my wanton behavior.Nursing Sister Jenkins was presented as a witness to my absence at the birth and death. Much was made of my prospecting at the time.There were many gasps of indignity from the open court about my callous behavior.Then it was our turn.Ms Wren started out out by requesting formally information about how many single mothers were recipients of State funds. The State claimed privileged information.“May it please the court, every request for information about the. A few times I heard her moaning and when she was moaning she wasn't rocking, he was doing the fucking. After one of her moanings he started moaning and she starting rocking him hard they were both moaning and then they stopped all movement then he did a bit more then they both stopped. I could hear them kissing each other. I moved in for a better look. She was on her knees and his cock was still in her, her tits were pressed against his chest and her head was pressed against his. I moved. I looked at the coffee and Silvia laughed.I took a sip as I walked toward my seat, “What do you have Kitten?”She gestured to Peaches, “A Major Alterson wants to speak with you?”I looked at Peaches before taking my seat, “He could have used my comm.”Michelle only smiled and I sighed, “Peaches? Put Sweet John through.”Michelle laughed and mouthed, “Sweet John?”“Jason?”I smiled, “Still above ground John.”“We are off loading now. The Marines and Fleet SAS are a few hours behind, but within twelve.