Again, Jake smiled to himself.There was a moment of silence as Jake walked on up close to the young Anglo, and, without another word being spoken, he ...began unzipping his fly, and fumbling to undo the younger man's large cowboy belt buckle. When that was done, he managed to get the young man's cock and balls out into the open air. Jake felt his heart beat stir as he saw how big that young man's cock was; and for a moment or so, he stroked it, Jake's dark, sunburned and work-calloused hand. "Judge Castille glared at me when I opened the door to his courtroom. Jane Cummings turned in her seat and I noticed Judge Valasik was sitting in the gallery. She shifted around to add her baleful gaze in my direction. I ignored them all as I walked to the defense table, put my briefcase down and took a seat."I'm glad you could join us, Mr. Wallace," Judge Castille said."Thank you for verifying my availability before scheduling this, Your Honor," I said.Judge Castille continued to stare at me. Otherwise, this assignment could end up a dead zero - a humongous pain in the sit-down-ski!Before the landing of the Swarm on the North American continent, Captain Hoag, nicknamed ‘Hero’ behind his back, skippered the Summer Paradise, one of three large cruise liners belonging to the privately owned Paradise Line. He was still skipper, but it had become a far different job.“Hero!” Hoag grimaced at the call from his company’s operations manager. He actually liked John Rico, but dammit -- knock. That’s when cartoon reality and human reality began to clash. The barriers between them became so blurred, humans who associated too much with cartoons could end up being more and more toony -- And more and more looney. The more logical the “people”, the less they would be able to deal with cartoon illogic (as they saw it), and could go quite insane! Of course, the reverse was true for cartoons. To find themselves stone-cold ‘sober’ was the true horror! (Remember, cartoons were created so.