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Bobbi
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
something. "All rise!" came the call of the Bailiff as a door swung open, and the Judge entered the courtroom. "Hear ye! Hear ye! Municipal Court in the city of New York is now in session! The honorable Judge Walter Kincaid presiding!" The Judge mounted his bench, shuffled a few papers, and told the Bailiff to call the first case. I just sat, and watched as the first two prostitutes had their time before the Judge. Both were represented by the Public Defender, given a one-hundred dollar fine, and released. Helen smiled knowingly at me, and whispered, "See? I told you it wouldn't be too bad." Helen was next to be called, and she walked out of the cell in a very regal manner. A quite distinguished looking man came out of the visitor's gallery, and identified himself as her attorney. He immediately asked to approach the bench with the Prosecutor, and handed the Judge some papers. The Judge looked over the papers, exchanged a few words with the attorney and Prosecutor, and rang down his gavel announcing another one-hundred dollar fine. Helen smiled back at me as she left the Court with her lawyer. She had it all together. Then I heard my name being called, and I went out into the courtroom. The man who had been with Peter came forward, and identified himself as my lawyer, adding, "We wish to enter a plea of guilty noting that this is the Defendant's first offence of any sort, and knowing that the Court will take this into consideration. The ... Defendant's mother is here, and will take matters in charge after the Court has passed sentence." The Prosecutor indicated that he had nothing to add, and the Judge seemed to snicker that my mother would take charge of things. "Young woman," said the Judge, "this is not a matter that should be taken lightly, but I am inclined to be lenient this morning. Prostitution is not something that one does for a simple thrill. It is a crime, and should be treated as such. The law prescribes a one- hundred dollar fine, and so shall be your sentence, but I will suspend sentence to release you into the custody of your mother who I am sure will impose a tougher penalty on you than I ever could. I don't want to see you in here again!" He then rang down his gavel, and called for the next case. I was free! My lawyer and I joined the others, and we left the courtroom. Outside in the hall, Peter said, "Thanks, Uncle Lenny," then turned to me, and added, "Bobbi, allow me to introduce my uncle who is a partner in the law firm I work for. I thanked "Uncle Lenny" too, and then Peter said he wanted a private word with me. Stepping aside from the others, he said, "If you needed something, even money, you should have asked me! I care very much about you, and I thought we might even work something out, but now I just don't know. I have to think about things. I may call you, but I have some thinking to do first. I didn't want it to be this way, and I still don't. I just ...