To her surprise and delight, the judge bent down between his widely spreadlegs and reached through his parted thighs. Jenny held her breath as she saw...the judge lifting his penis and gently cupping his testicles. The judge held him there for several moments before letting him go. Abruptlyshe stood up and went to stand beside Debbie. Jenny was far too curious tolet the conversation go unmonitored. She put down her strap and joined Debbieand the Judge who greeted her warmly. "I was just telling. This shoved her into the ground, knocking the wind out of her, while I flew towards a stunned Brenson. He did not have enough time to move or react before I brought my branch to bear, swinging it at the side of his head and body. I put the full force of my strength into the blow, slamming it into his jaw, shoulder and ribs, hearing the distinctive sound of bone yielding to the power of the blow. The branch splintered from the force, sending pieces of wood flying, before he went flying himself. She removed the blouse and then took her skirt off revealing matching black lace panties. She then stood up and allowed me to take in the view of her shapely body, her black lace underwear accentuated by the pair of black laced topped stocking and heels covering her long legs. Her job as night manager at the big hotel in town required that she dress well and she enjoyed dressing provocatively. As i watched, she reached behind her, releasing the catch on her bra and letting it fall forward,. I’m not that woman. I don’t want to be that woman. I need to matter. To be. Not to be invisible. Not to be perceived as “the other”. I can’t. Doesn’t he get that? Is he so fucking selfish or so fucking stupid? What does he want from me? Friends don’t do what we have been doing, and all I can be is his friend. But…watching him lying there. I can’t believe he’s asleep on my bed, in his underwear. What the fuck is he doing? He shouldn’t be here. He’s supposed to be elsewhere. Where he has to be.