The fabric of this basketball shorts looked as if he were trying to hide a small crossbow underneath them.The next moment, he looked up again, and clu...msily kissed me on the side of my mouth. I know how painful rejection can be at that age, so I turned the boy around to face me properly, and then gently kissed him on the lips. Despite myself, I felt my loins stir when our lips touched, and Derrick was kissing me back eagerly, hugging me tightly in the process.After a few moments, the boy became. He looked darkly at the others and spoke, his voice miraculously dropped by at least an octave from his normal low tenor. “I am the voice of justice. I am here to tell you what will happen later today and in the future. Justice does not allow rapists and drug dealers to roam freely, destroying lives. You will be brought to justice.”“After you leave this room you will be taken into a courtroom for arraignment. I am sure your lawyers told you that this would be simple. You would all plead not. I struggle to please him. But I know this pleases him. So I continue. I know he likes this. I know he likes it firm. Despite the assault on the back of my throat, I know the farmer likes it firm. As best as I can, I clamp my lips around the circumference of his cock, dragging them tightly along every single vein on his shaft despite it choking me. I know the farmer likes it wet, so I intentionally slobber on it until the sides of my mouth foam with spit and bubbles.Every so often, he. I wondered for a moment if she was a ghost ... standing there. Maybe I was on some sort of a ghost ship. But as the cobwebs finally cleared away, I realized I had only been dreaming. It had seemed real enough, but thankfully it was only a dream. Even then I asked. "Mom? Dad?" Bella was still staring at me curiously."Your mom's starting to fix us something for breakfast, your dad's getting ready to get underway," she added just as the engines started up, punctuating her statement. "See? Anyway.