The wife was now being energetically fucked by the gang leader and was clearly into it in a big way.I looked back at my wife. I just knew she would be... getting more and more turned on. We'd watched a fair bit of porn at one time or another and even soft-core never failed to get her aroused, so I knew what she was watching on screen now would be having a massive effect on her libido.A couple of minutes went by. Then two more. No more action from pudgy man. Was it all over?OF COURSE NOT!Pudgy man. "Well as the evening continued, we finished another bottle of wine, andthen crawled to bed.All night I had dreams about what June had said, the more I thought aboutit,the more I was unsure about everything.Then next morning when I came down to breakfast, June looked at me andsaid, "I was drunk last night, I shouldn't have told you those things,I'm so sorry." She then began to cry."Oh my darling, please don't cry, I'm so glad you did tell me what youhave always wanted, we have never kept any. The jury nodded and understood for the most part, but it was clear they were only being polite; most of them seemed to have already made up their minds. Once Charlie finished, Daniel Masters stood to deliver his closing statement.“Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, let me make one thing clear: Mark Iger’s actions were illegal. We have never once disputed this. But the legality doesn’t matter given the context of the situation he found himself in. His actions were necessary.“Now, it’s. The trio took glass in hand ... clinked them and said."May the winds of fortune sail you," they took a sip."May you sail a gentle sea," and took another sip."May it always be the other guy"who says this drink's on me." Bottoms up ... no heeltaps!"A fine way to start a new life.They turned and smashed the glasses in the fireplace. The three checked the doors, windows and fire ... climbed the stairs to the master loft and went to bed. Morning comes mighty early when it's the shriek of the work.