Why can you not answer this theoretical question?” Charlie pressed. “Because I consider myself a pacifist,” she explained. “I have never taken a human life and I am thankful for that. I hope I never will. But under extraordinary circumstances, such as the one that led to the events in question, none can say with any accuracy how they would respond until they are placed in such a scenario. It is possible that such a situation would cause me to renounce indian my pacifism in that moment for the greater good, but it is also equally possible I would endeavor to find a peaceful solution at all costs. I simply cannot say with any certainty.” “I believe this court deserves to hear if you would have done the same as Dr. Iger,” Charlie responded. “You have my answer, Counselor.” Turning to Ramirez, Charlie continued, “Your Honor, I would ask that you instruct the witness to give a direct answer to the question I have asked. She has provided theoretical testimony for the defense, so it is only fair that she does the same for the prosecution.” Daniel stood to protest, but Ramirez waved him off. “Denied, Counselor. If the witness truly doesn’t know the answer to a question, even theoretically, she cannot be forced to give an answer under oath. In this court’s opinion, her response is sufficient. Move on.” Pursing his lips in frustration, Charlie returned to the prosecution desk. After Dr. Powers had returned to her seat, Daniel Masters stood and announced the moment Dave had been waiting for. “Defense calls David Brighton to the stand.” After receiving a peck on the cheek from his wife, Dave strode to the front of the courtroom and took his seat. The bailiff swore him in, and Daniel Masters stood. “Mr. Brighton, according to your wife’s testimony yesterday, you were sent back in time to the year 932 against your will, is that correct?” “Yes, that’s what happened.” “She also made mention of an event that inadvertently altered history’s intended path, is that so? Can you elaborate on said event?” Dave replied, “As soon as I had arrived in Camelot, though I didn’t know at the time that was what had happened, I heard a ruckus nearby. As I peered through the trees, I saw an overturned carriage in a clearing and two men on horseback approaching it. Two more men emerged from the carriage but were soon killed by the riders. The last remaining rider then dismounted and pulled a lady from the wrecked carriage. I would later learn that this was Madeleine of Saxon, but at the time, all I saw was that this girl was about to be raped and murdered by the last of the riders. Oh shit! We tossed and rolled around my bed for almost a half hour before my nuts gave up the fight. “I forgot to put his thing back inside indian his pajamas, if he pulls the covers off now and realizes I’m awake, what would I do now?” I looked down to see Dad’s tool still partially out, but not as big as before. I took his face in my hands and kissed him deeply. I don’t respond the same anally as vaginally. We hop back into his car for the drive back. Dora grab the railing tight as she bite her lips. So, I tightened my grip and began sucking harder and faster. I told her that I would seriously consider that, but in the meantime, I invited her to move to Florida with me for a couple of years and then I would decide what I would be willing to do after that. She was so flustered from a belly full of his cum that she that she forgot to even ask if he would vote for her. Just when i was stepping out of the shower Eric came in to the bathroom wearing only his boxers. I went over to two girls and offered to buy them a drink. I lean into Penny and ask her if she could hear Sindee cumming. Leona was helpless and could only buck her hips into her mother's hands made hard by years of riding. All my women knew what they were and what to expect in my home.