I even could make out the sound of her bra being removed and tossed across the room. I imagined this nameless faceless man caressing her breasts as th...ey kissed, their tongues dancing together. Mistress started making rhythmic grunts moaning into their kiss, I knew she liked to make those noises when I fingered her pussy, I could only picture he was doing the same now. After several minutes she was warmed up and I could hear them shifting around on the bed. ‘Is my bull ready to fuck me now?’. She gathered herself into her basic display pose and waited.Looking around, I saw Margaret and Regina had followed us down. All were now present."Ladies and Gentlemen."The room went silent, except for the muffled noises Mr. Tidwell was making. Everyone was waiting for me to speak. After a moment, I said, "I have a grievance. I have called for this court, and asked Mistress Dianna to preside."Dianna stood, and said, "Is there any one that objects to my presiding?"No one said a word."Then I. ”I wished later that I hadn’t had quite so much alcohol in my system. I didn’t really want to go to sleep then. I would much rather have fucked her again.The next thing I knew, I felt something tickling my ear. I was confused as to where I was, and as I started to regain consciousness, I realized it wasn’t Adriana tickling my ear with the tip of her tongue. It took me a moment to realize who the beautiful woman in bed with me was and remember the events of the previous night. I remembered. . it was as if years had somehow passed. Emotional years, if not quite physical ones. We had seen, done and ultimately become impossible things that just couldn’t quite be properly described. The mental pain and anguish of our ordeals and challenges was gone, mostly. Like a scar that had pretty much entirely healed, externally ... but would still itch for time to time.There was no way I could ever put in words what we had experienced ... for good or for bad. Dottie felt much entirely the same.