She sat in a chair and read over the list of charges. She looked up at me. “You are in a great deal of trouble, Mr. Cavanaugh,” she said. “Did y...ou do it?”“Does it matter?” I asked her.“Not for the purposes of me representing you,” she said. “Personally, yes, it makes a great deal of difference.”“Well, I didn’t do it,” I told her. “I have never hacked a computer in my life, have no idea how to do it, I was not in on any scheme and I have never received one press release in advance of its public. She asked me about the girls I had fun with and I told her. I also told her about the fun I had with my eldest and younger sisters. She told she was aware of it. Finally she took my penis fully in her mouth and gave me a wonderful blow job. I came in her mouth to mine and my mother’s fullest satisfaction. She had not reached menopause, so did not want to take the risk of getting pregnant. Of course we had fun many times after that night also, whenever we got opportunity. By the time I had. "Are you serious?" I quipped defensively, still shocked at the sudden turn of events. The lying little slut now had me where she wanted, and could easily blackmail if she pleased. "I promise to keep it down?" she teased, as she pulled the sheets away from her body to reveal her right hand was between her legs, rubbing her pussy. "You manipulative little bitch." I replied with a grin, still amazed by how convincing she had been on the sofa. "Please." She added seductively. "I'm really fucking. ”“Yes, but it’s your company! Can I make you lunch today? Please?”I chuckled, “Yes, of course.”She laughed, “Good. Elyse told me I could take a two-hour lunch today! She was sure I’d want to thank you thoroughly!”I shook my head, and grinned, even though she couldn’t see me, “See you at lunch, Kimmy!”January 24, 1989, Chicago, Illinois“Steve, Gwen Meyer is on the phone for you,” Kimmy said over the intercom.I asked Jeri and Penny to step out for a moment, then asked Kimmy to put the call.