If he mentored the youth, Judge Munoz would expunge the traffic violations from his record, and he’d start over with a clean slate. It didn’t real...ly matter to him. He could just as easily pay the fine, but this program peaked his interest. Curiosity won and Shaun MacGregor became a mentor. How hard could it be? Reporting to the judge’s chamber, Shaun was given his assignment. He was to mentor three of the toughest young men in the county for at least six months. He was told by the judge to. In fact the only person at ease was Dianne. She chatted away and allowed her dress to ride up just enough to show her stocking tops, deliberately bent forward to show off her tits. Poor Stevie didn’t know where to look as he was obviously worried about offending her and messing up the situation. He needn’t have worried, Dianne wanted his dick and she hates to fuck about and so as soon as she’d finished her coffee she carefully placed her cup on the table and said to Stevie,“Shall we get. At night she dreamt of his thin strong mouth lapping at her wet pussy, his stubble scratching her delicate skin- arousing her more and more. She wore shorter skirts and left the top button of her blouse undone. She kept walking past his desk, moving her hips in a seductive way. Going over to ask him questions she already knew the answers to, sitting on the edge of his desk- legs slightly parted while she talked to him. She could see him stealing glances up her skirt or down her top and it only. "T-thank you!" I exclaimed in delight. I didn't really know why, though. It was voucher for a strip show. I've never been to one, and I've never really been into that sort of thing. But I suppose it was just the fact that it was a gift from such a beautiful woman."Hmm... you're pretty cute. Mind if I know your name?" T-Traci. Traci Smithings, and... thanks again." I begin to blush, if I hadn't already long since started. "You probably gathered who I am." She offers an affectionate, almost.