I suggest you talk with that psychologist though; we can have you declared to be in a state of diminished responsibility and then plead guilty on the ...charges. The judge will take that with him in his judgment and give you a lower sentence."I'm afraid that pleading not guilty won't do you much good, the judge will give you a much higher sentence then, perhaps even up to ten years, while he might only give you one to three years, if you plead guilty. With John's confession it's pretty much a. He continued to stroke down her stomach to her thighs. It was slow, and it was leisurely, and the random patterns were a continual surprise, and Janet was very, very wet. Xavier leaned back and tickled her feet, then her knees. Janet moaned. This was so very, very hot. Xavier reached up to her breasts again, slowly tracing lazy ovals while he stroked her thighs, then her knees. Janet moaned and strained against the ropes. Xavier brushed the feather tips against the bottoms of her breasts, then. Beers started flowing and the music was loud. Nina was dancing without a care in the world. She constantly had 2 or 3 guys grinding up against her and lifting her dress, which she would half-heartedly pull back down. More guys did arrive, about another 5. The party was in full swing with Nina as the center of attraction. They decided to play spin the bottle, where when the bottle landed on you, you took an item of clothing off. Nina was only wearing one item of clothing. They made the first. I still hate you.” Her hand moved and slowly squeezed my breast. “What are you doing?” “Stealing second,” she grinned. “Amy, come on,” I complained but made no move to stop her. She gently pushed me to my back and I d****d my arm over my head, opening myself up to her as I turned away. She started pulling my t-shirt up. “Amy, stop it.” She ignored me and started feeling my now exposed breast. A moment later she licked my nipple and I moaned in pleasure. With one hand playing with one.