1. Court Record Chapter Six


    Date: 11/17/2016, Categories: True Story, Male / Female Teens, Written by women, Young, Author: Barbiebnympho, Rating: 88, Source: sexstories.com

    with the entire world, except what immediately surrounds them. It was later than most evenings; they had worked longer than usual. It was getting dark. The night sounds had started. It was a calm warm ending to a beautiful day. Clem had finished and was sitting leaning toward Sarah talking softly as she finished the last part of her cookie. Out of the corner of his eye he became aware of intermittent headlights coming through the trees way up the road. A car was coming down the gravel road some distance away. He sat frozen. There were fewer than three cars a day that came down the road and rarely ever one this late. Absolute panic passed through Clem. For the first time, even considering years in combat, he did not know what to do. He did not know what to say to Sarah, but his face told the story. She turned to look where he was looking, and Clem watched the blood drain from her young beautiful face as the car turned into the drive way and started right on up past the garage to the house. Sarah, was first to speak, “Listen Scotty, you head around the house and find out who it is. I will run inside and get some real clothes on. Stop them on the porch. Don’t let them come back here and don’t let them go into the living room. I will wait inside and try to listen to what you are saying and act accordingly. I will either come out to talk or hide! Her response has been quick; she had a game plan, who knew if it were the best one…who even knew if it was a good one…it was all they ...
    had! Sarah headed in the back door as Clem went swiftly around to the front of the house and actually got onto the porch before the car stopped in the gathering darkness. Clem quickly sat on the glider and they arose to head down toward the car. He hope, to the visitor it looked as if he had come down to greet them from where he had been resting for some time. As Clem walked toward the car he first recognized it was a county government car, just before he recognized, Henry Jacks the county sheriff. This was a rural area; only two men served the law in the entire county. Henry was the older; far longer employed in the area, and the one that new Clem best. He had been the sheriff during the entire time Clem had been here operating Apple Valley. He knew the complete file on Clem. He had been required to file several reports years ago to the parole board in Rosedale California as part of Clem’s final parole and release. Tonight he was wearing a suit not his uniform, signaling it might just be a friendly call, but Clem shook from head to toe as he walked toward him. Jacks had never really become a friend. At best it could be said they had mutual respect, but Clem always thought Jacks mistrusted him and was waiting for a screw up on his part. “Hello sheriff.” He somehow managed to get out “Hey Clem Warren sorry to bother you this late, but I need to talk to you, unofficial like. Couldn’t get out earlier; I had to work till nine.” They were now about three feet apart. Clem sort of ...
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