#and now got remember of the Heard Depo issue and

[pulquedeguayaba]

Sometimes scrolling through social media comments truly is like torture (and not of the enjoyable/insightful type)

Especially when it's Latinamericans comment section and their shitty brainwashed dictator-loving type

These fucks would still be sucking the boot even if it was crushing their head 🤡💩🤡💩🤡

[timehealsfanfictionbka]

Time Heals....Chapter Thirty-Seven Pt. 2

Chris couldn’t keep the satisfied smirk off his face as he walked into the museum gala with Robyn on his arm and every person stopped to watch them walk in. Robyn looked over at him and poked his cheek, “stop gloating, VA.”

“What?” He said with a chuckle, “I’m trying not to be so obvious but damn you look better than everybody in here.”

“Including you?”

“Definitely including me. I’m a close second though.”

Robyn giggled, “I can agree with that.”

She leaned up to peck his lips, “love you.”

“I love you too, Baby. We should find my boss and say hi first that way it’s not a big deal if we leave earlier.”

“WHEN we leave early,” Robyn corrected.

“Yes Ma’am.”

Robyn chuckled as she nudged his shoulder. Chris nudged her back before kissing her temple.

It took a few more minutes before they were able to find Chris’s boss. Robyn looked over at him and he playfully rolled his eyes, “Trust me, she doesn’t want me and I don’t want her.”

“I’m not worried about that. She is pretty though.”

“Eh, she’s alright.”

“You do not have to downplay it for me.”

“I got the most amazing woman on my arm, I don’t have to downplay anything. Only got eyes for you.”

“Eww…. what romance novel you been reading?”

“See, why can’t I just say some sweet shit and you accept it?’

“Because that doesn’t sound like something you would say.”

“I am trying to not get ahead of myself because if I said what I really wanted, you might slap me.”

“Tonight. In my mood. You never know.”

Chris leaned back, “oh really. See, don’t start what you aren’t gonna finish. You can’t say stuff like that and we in sex-free mode.”

“Maybe I don’t want to stay in sex-free mode.”

“I am not doing this with you tonight. Let’s go say hi to my boss before you get me in more trouble.”

Robyn giggled as they continued walking over to his boss. Leilani Odo stood about five feet seven inches tall, had espresso colored skin and the lightest hazel eyes. She was an impressive specimen of a woman. Chris walked over to her and ceremoniously kissed her cheek, “Ms. Odo, I would you like you to meet my date for this evening and the mother of my twin daughters, Robyn Fenty.”

The two women sized each other up quickly before coming to a silent agreement. Robyn held out her hand and Leilani shook it, “Ms. Odo, it’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise Ms. Fenty but feel free to call me Leilani. Chris seems to forget that we aren’t in the office at the moment.”

“Of course, Leilani. Call me Robyn.”

“So Robyn, what do you do?”

“I’m a budget manager for a private company in Dallas.”

“Dallas? And you drove all the way here for tonight?”

“Chris is very persuasive.”

“That’s why he’s my best presenter for the department. Can charm anyone into anything.”

“Don’t I know it?”

Both women turned to look at Chris and he smiled shyly as Robyn leaned into his shoulder, “Chris said that you got him tickets for tonight.”

“I did. It was a bit of a gift for his presentation to my superiors. He made me look very good and they were very fond of him.”

“That’s awesome. He neglected to tell me that little tidbit.”

“Not too surprised. Also I heard around the office that he had started seeing this very beautiful young lady and wanted to meet you. Anybody that could mellow this guy out deserves an incredible night out on the town.”

Robyn chuckled, “thank you. And it wasn’t easy but I think I’ve got him trained.”

“Trained?” Chris interjected, “wooow”

Robyn and Leilani laughed.

“Well Robyn, Chris, I need to make some more rounds so I will see you later. Robyn, it was great to finally meet you.”

“Same here.”

“Enjoy the rest of your night.”

Leilani shook both of their hands before making her way to other guests in the room. Chris turned to Robyn, “you suddenly a comedian now?”

“What you mean?”

“You training me now?”

“Babe, it was just a joke.”

“Ooh I’m Babe now. So we official, official?”

“Not yet. I haven’t decided.”

“Why you playing with my emotions, Ms. Fenty?”

“I’m not. I’m really trying to figure this out.”

Chris leaned over to peck her lips, “I’m joking with you, Baby. Relax.”

“Chris, don’t joke about that. I’m trying not to be nervous about it.”

“What’s there to be nervous about? I’m not going nowhere regardless of what you decide.”

“What you gonna do? Stalk me?”

“Well we have kids so not quite but I’ll be around.”

Robyn giggled, “I’m joking with you, Baby. Relax.”

“Very funny.”

“I still love you.”

“You better.”

                                              ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chris’s eyes widened as he followed her into the darkened room partially lit by red strobe lights. The heavy Latin bass rattled the baseboards as they continued further into the room. His face formed a smirk as Robyn started gingerly swirling her hips as she walked. 

Robyn looked back over her shoulder at Chris as she extended her hand to him. He quickly took it then moved to lead her to the floor. He spun her quickly before pulling her to him, aligning her back to his front. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear, “you might regret this.”

Robyn giggled, “why you say that?”

“You’ll see.”

Chris spun her to face him and grabbed her other hand before segueing into a few quick Salsa steps, his hips swaying smoothly. 

“So you do remember how to dance?”

“I came out the womb dancing. You know better than to question that.”

Chris pressed her closer to his body as they moved in sync with each other, “I’m more surprised about you. I don’t remember you much for dancing if it wasn’t dancehall or soca.”

“Nothing wrong with widening your taste. Besides they play that here too.”

“Not surprised about that.”

“What you trying to say? That I’m not adventurous?”

“I’m saying ... absolutely nothing.”

Robyn chuckled, “I think tonight is gonna be a great night.”

“I think so. Ready to speed this up, Ms. Fenty?”

“Born ready.”

                                       ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Damn it, Robyn” Chris grunted out as he tried to get his arms out of his jacket. Robyn pushed it off his shoulders until it dropped on the seat beneath him. She reached down to pull her dress up over her hips then behind herself to slide down the zipper on her dress just enough for her to move around. Meanwhile, Chris was fiddling with his zipper as she straddled the top of his thighs. Robyn slid her hands over his to steady his movement, gingerly sliding the zipper down over his enlarged appendage. Shoving his pants down enough to get it out, Robyn wrapped her hand over it. The veins pulsed in her palm as half of it extended beyond her grasp. She looked at Chris then ran her tongue along the spot just beneath the head and Chris hissed in response. She giggled then did it a few more times before Chris grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.

“What?” she murmured.

“I got one good nut built up in me right now and I do not wanna cum in your mouth. Stop it.”

She pushed his hand away from her hair before she swung the dark locks over one shoulder, “in that case -” She shifted upward and directed the appendage directly inside her. They both let out a soft sigh as she settled into place and her walls tightened around him.

“God, you feel so good.”

“Make yourself feel even better.”

“Can I ride it?”

“We ain’t got much room to do anything else.”

Robyn laughed, “You ruin everything, you know that? This isn’t supposed to be funny.”

“You the one who attacked me in the backseat of this damn car knowing we both tall as fuck. I’ma have a damn cramp by the time we finish.

“It was either here or get a ticket for public indecency in that club.”

“I know but-” Robyn tightened her walls around his dick and Chris moaned, “damn Girl, don’t do that.”

“Then stop ruining stuff and shut up.”

“You so violent.”

“I am gonna gag you, Christopher.”

“Promise?”

Robyn rolled her eyes as she shifted to place her hands, palms down, on the seat on either side of Chris’s head, “you get on my nerves.”

“I do? Show me.”

“Gladly.”

                                          ~~~~~~~~~~~~~    

“Robyn.”

“Yes Baby?”

“My house is a mess.”

Robyn laughed as she surveyed the living room from her spot, between Chris’s legs, on the couch, “you did it.”

“I did not do it. You did.”

“Did you or did you not put me on that coffee table?

“I did but-”

“Did you or did you not have me against that bookcase?’

“I did but-”

“Did you or did you not-” Robyn stopped talking as Chris grabbed her face and started kissing her. She shifted her naked body to straddle his lap as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She sucked on his tongue as he gently gripped her neck from the front. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he widened his legs causing her body to settle firmly against his midsection. A few moments passed before he pulled back. She took in a gulp of air as she tucked her face into his neck.

“After last night and you still rude as hell.”

“You like it. And I like you punishing me.”

“You’re dangerous.”

“I am not.”

“Robyn, you bit me.”

“You told me to.”

“I did not.”

“Yes, you did. I distinctly remember when you did.”

“When?”

“Well, you had me against the bookcase and I was messing with your ear then I started nibbling on it.”

“Exactly. Nibble. You bit my neck like a damn vampire. I probably have an imprint.”

“Well you choked me.”

“You told me to, repeatedly, then threatened to beat my ass if I didn’t. And I give spankings not take them.”

Robyn chuckled before kissing the side of his neck, “sorry if I hurt you.”

“You didn’t. Haven’t had sex this physical in years, that’s all. You ok?”

“I’m fine for now. Probably be sore later on but I can deal with that.”

“You know we might’ve had an accident.”

“What you mean?”

“Robyn, I never put on a condom.”

“I know and I never asked you to. What’s the accident?”

“You could get pregnant.”

“I’m on birth control and if you somehow magically get me pregnant on Depo. We’ll just have another baby and be a million dollars richer because I’ma sue the fuck out of them.”

Chris laughed. 

“Chris, if I had an issue with it, I would’ve made sure you wore one or we wouldn’t have had sex last night. If I don’t say anything then it’s nothing to worry about.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure. You ok?’

“Yea, feel a little irresponsible but fine nonetheless.”

“You look like you got something else on your mind.”

“I do. Just trying to think if this is the right time to ask.”

“I’m naked in your lap in the middle of a wrecked living room, doesn’t get much more vulnerable or open than this so just ask.”

“Why’d we have sex last night?”

“Because I wanted to.”

“Even in our current status.”

“Our current status is exclusively dating, therefore fucking seems to fall underneath that. This wasn’t spontaneous, Chris.”

“It wasn’t?”

“I mean me wanting to have sex with you wasn’t spontaneous. How it happened definitely was, nobody plans to crack a coffee table. I made this decision before we even left your house so if it didn’t happen, I would’ve been ok and it did happen, I still would be ok. I wasn’t drunk. I wasn’t high. I just decided to do what I wanted and throw a bit of caution to the wind. No more. No less.”

“Ok since we being so honest-”

“Last night.”

“I didn’t even get the question out.”

“I know you so I already knew what the follow up was gonna be. Last night was better than eight years ago and I am not explaining why so don’t ask me.”

Chris laughed as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her temple, “I love your stubborn ass.”

“I know.”

“So where do we go from here?”

“We keep building. We keep learning. We keep loving. If it’s meant to work out, it will.”

“Now what experience in your life taught you that?”

“The fact I’m lying here with you eight years after the most heartbreaking moment of my life. Something pulled us back here, whether we’re meant to be friends or be lovers has yet to be seen but we are clearly stuck with each other.”

“Not sure if you’re happy or upset about it.”

“I’m happy about it until you do something stupid to make me mad again.”

“I would promise that I won’t but I don’t wanna lie to you.”

“Good, cause I don’t want you to lie to me either.”

Chris laughed then kissed her temple, “so when you wanna start cleaning up?”

“Depends on how long it takes you to cum.”

Chris smirked as he grabbed her by her waist and lifted her up in the air. Robyn reached down to stroke his swelling dick as it started to straighten out, Once it was close to full extension, Chris sat her down on top of it and she moved her hands to his shoulders, “you ready to ride, Christopher?”

“I should be asking you that. Go for it.”

Robyn giggled as she started swirling her hips for a moment before locking her thighs around him and bucking hard. Chris dug his hand into her hair, tugging her head backwards as she kept riding, harder and faster. Her knees pressed deeper into couch cushions, Chris was pushed hard against the arm of the couch, the side table rocked with each buck forward. Robyn kept going. And she kept going. Chris could feel his orgasm at the tip of his dick and he wasn’t quite ready to cum yet. Before she could blink, Robyn was pushed on her back and Chris grabbed both her legs, placing them over one shoulder. He slowed down his stroke and watched as Robyn started to gasp for air and her eyes fluttered closed. He smacked her thigh with his other hand and her eyes snapped open with a hard emerald glare, “always keep your eyes on me, remember?”

He slammed into her, impaling her onto his whole dick before pulling out halfway then pushing back into her. Robyn anchored her hands onto the arm of the couch behind her head. Chris smirked as he let her legs down off his shoulders and spread them as wide as he could get them to go. He pulled out until just the tip was inside her. He swirled it around her outer walls before tapping it against her clit. The hood having pulled back, it was open and overly sensitive, causing Robyn to jump every time he touched it. He smeared his pre-cum across her clit and her lips then leaned back to watch her cum drip out of her and mingle with his. It was a creamy mess as it slowly trailed down her skin. Chris used the tip to catch it before it hit the couch then slid back inside of her. Robyn moaned loudly. Chris grabbed her by her hip then gingerly started stroking her again. He kept moving slow, trying to draw out his orgasm as much as he could. He felt a shock run up his spine, it could feel it building. Robyn was already shaking against him. Her Big O was coming too. 

He tried to think of anything else but the beauty gyrating against him but it wasn’t working. He never thought they’d be here and definitely not so soon but he wasn’t gonna take advantage of this and start slacking off. She was confident and would definitely leave if he didn’t keep up what he had started doing. He also had to admit, learning about who she had become was fun and it endeared her to him even more. It helped to understand why she did what she did with their daughters and it got rid of the anger he was holding onto about it.

“Chris.” Robyn whispered drawing him out of his inner thoughts, “you’re drifting from me, Baby.”

“Just want you to get yours first.”

‘I’d rather we get ours together. Fill me up, please.”

“I will. I will.”

He started pushing into her harder and harder. Robyn clenched her walls trying to hold him in as much as she possibly could. He kept pushing. Kept stroking.

“Might wanna get that lawsuit ready because this just might be a baby,” Chris grunted out as his seed started to shoot into her body. Robyn arched up hard, her nails dragged along the sofa, stretching the leather as she screamed out. Chris wanted to move but his body had stiffened as his semen just kept coming. He could feel it starting to come out of her, it mingling with her juices and spreading all over their skin. This was gonna be a sticky mess. He was gonna have to get a new couch.

[canaryatlaw]

well, today was all around pretty great. I’m just. the relief is so overwhelming. After two months of waiting, reading one line on a message and it’s done. All those hours of studying paid off. and like, the whole time I was stressing about it before and after taking it people were always like “oh but you’re so smart I’m sure you passed” and I was just like well I appreciate your confidence in me, but you weren’t there when I kept failing on all the practice questions to the point where I’d start crying from being so frustrated, how my “missing assignments” list had become multiple pages worth of entries, how much I slacked off because I wanted to do something else and didn’t do my daily assignments, all while having a sinking feeling that I was fucked. I did feel a bit better about it after actually taking the test, which I somewhat attributed to the whole adrenaline rush thing because that’s a thing that would happen whenever I’d walk out of an audition, even if it went pretty shitty I’d walk out with a burst of confidence, so I kinda felt like it was probably just that. but at the same time I couldn’t deny that I had a supernatural peace over me calming my mind and guiding me while I was taking the test, and I knew that wasn't coming from anything inside me, because all I was filled with was doubt and fear, but as I worked on it I felt peace, I felt the studying I did shine through, I felt like I could do this. After a month of thinking I was definitely going to fail, I felt calm. I felt like I could do this. And I know none of that came from inside of me, because there was none of in me, I know that was God being by my side and never leaving me as I struggled and doubted myself the whole way, He was right there making sure I never fell. And I’m honestly tearing up right now writing this just thinking about it. Like yes of course things haven’t always been great, and there’s been a lot of stuff lately, but I cannot deny that God is good, He has been so good to me and I never would’ve gotten here without him. Okay, now that there’s all that done, my actual day. Woke up at 7, got ready, made sure to put waterproof mascara on (up until recently I had been using it every day because I am completely unpredictable as to when I’m gonna start crying, but I read a thing that said to avoid it when you can so I’d been using a different one, but knew today called for waterproof) because no matter what way this went I knew there was going to be tears. I left a little early because I had to stop by the office and drop off my lunch, since I was bringing a lunch with me that required refrigeration and didn’t want to drag it though court with me for who knows how long. So I’m on my way, and once I get on the train platform and there’s a train pulling up right next to me, my phone decided it wanted to take a plunge out of my pocket. now, to be fair, my pockets were a tad small for the phone to fit with earbuds plugged in, so it wasn’t all that well secured. but it took a dive, coming loose from my earbuds, and sliding on the platform a solid two feet before coming to a stop about 6 inches away from the edge of the platform. All I could do was look at it then turned to the person next to me who had seen the whole thing and was like “well that could’ve been a lot worse” 😂😂 and I mean, I’ve dropped my phone on the tracks before (though that was objectively not at all my fault) so I know just how true that is. Once I got on the train and looked at it my glass screen protector was broken but my actual screen was fine, so that’s what matters. Standing room only on the train, took it to the office stop and got off, then ran upstairs to stick my lunch in the fridge on my floor, and then stepped in to use the bathroom before heading to court. It was once I’d stepped into the bathroom and I was looking at my phone and refreshing my email, that I saw an email marked from the IL Bar Admissions Board and of course I knew exactly what it was, and my heart started racing. I definitely hadn’t expected to hear from them earlier than 9 am, and it was like 8:30 at this point. So I follow the link in the email to the site, sign in, and eagerly click the new message I had labeled “exam results,” took a deep breath and looked down to see “We are pleased to advise that you have passed the July 2018 Illinois Bar Examination” and I was just flooded with so much relief. I was even thinking like, are you sure? they isn’t an accident?? this is actually me??? And, crazy enough, it seems like it was. And I can’t even tell you how relieved I am to know and for all of it to just be over. Swearing in isn’t until November 8th, so I got another month to spend in not quite an attorney limbo, but I know I’ll survive. I know that once we get sworn in they’re definitely just going to throw us into the deep end, so I need to make sure I’m really paying attention in court so I’m not fucking this up. I was the first of the five new hires who had taken it to find out, so once they heard I got it of course they were very nervous. But I continued on to court, where I was shadowing one of the female attorneys I like a lot but hadn’t really been able to see in action yet. We had a bit of an odd schedule, mostly about setting trial dates, but we were running back and forth a bit, but overall it wasn’t bad. I was gonna stick with her the whole day and there was a deposition at 1, and since you always need to prep your client for the deposition you need to get there like an hourish early. It was 11 at this point so we ended up going to the corner bakery cafe that was right next to the courthouse, where we were eventually joined by two other attorneys (guy attorney I kinda like showed up and I was like “ugh, nobody told me this guy was coming” and everyone laughed) (making fun of boys is how I show my affection to them). Through that conversation I found out that 3 of us (the new hires that took the bar) had passed, but sadly two of them didn’t, so that really sucks for them. Thankfully though the firm will keep them on and not just dump them, so that’s good. Other lunch topics included one of the top attorneys who handles almost all the med mal cases apparently just confidentially put in his two weeks notice (I was warned not to tell anyone under any circumstances, but later in the day another lawyer came into our office and told us the same thing) which was....interesting. I’m not really sure if they have a hierarchy or what going on there so I don’t really know how the big wigs work. Oh well. After we finished eating we walked over to the opposing counsel’s office to prep our client for the deposition. Fairly simple car accident case, our client had been parked in a parking lot when she got rear ended by another car that had just pulled in, hard enough that the other woman’s car ended up being totaled. The deposition of her was normal enough, nothing too extraordinary, but the real fun started afterwards when it was our turn to depose the defendant. now, to paint this picture for you, this woman who caused the accident is at least in her 70s if not 80s, and tbh should not have been driving. At first there was a lot of back and forth about her license saying she needed corrective lenses while driving and she was like “I never wear my glasses when I drive” and other stuff about when she got cataract surgery and this whole big mess, then there was another mess about medications because one of the meds she listed in the interrogatories was for sleep issues and comes with a fuck ton of side effects that could easily have contributed to the accident, but when we ask her about it she straight up says she wasn’t aware of any of the side effects, and get this, it’s not even her prescription, it’s her brother’s who gives some to her when she can’t sleep 😂😂😂 I was honestly trying to hide my smile because I was just like oh man, I can’t believe she just said that lol. Then there was a whole fight about what doctor did the cataract surgery which is a very odd spot to object and the lawyers started going at it, neither willing to budge, so they had to certify the question, meaning it has to go to a judge who will decide if it should be answered or not. and then towards the end when they were going to do cross OPC and their client took a “break” during which the lawyer I was shadowing was like “watch, they’re gonna have her change everything now” and sure enough when they came back in the room suddenly she remembered the cataract surgery was in 2016, not 2013 like she initially said, and of course she was wearing her glasses at the time....even when she literally just said she never drives with them on. and like, our attorney was not having it, she was PISSED. I was honestly surprised they were trying something so brazen like that when it’s legit just a bald faced lie and everyone knew it. so on redirect we fired back, our attorney was like “so earlier you said this and now you're saying this? so were you lying then or are you lying now?” and the OPC looked like he was gonna have a stroke haha it was pretty good, and the depo went well overall so there very well may be a settlement offer coming in there soon. After we headed back to the office, where I typed up my notes from the depo and sent them to the attorney, and by the time I finished that it was like 5:15 so I headed out. Train ride home was fine, got home and got some food and was ready for The Resident this week. I won’t get into it too much because I’m mad tired but the episode made me rage so much about the state of our healthcare system and fucking children not being able to get the life-saving medication they need because their parents can’t afford it. honestly, I was so angry lol. so there’s that. After of course was 911, which was basically a continuation from last week’s in their earthquake situation. All I’ll say about it was the point where all the firemen/EMS/everyone else disobeyed orders to evacuate the building to save the firefighter that was trapped with a little girl had me on the verge of tears, it was really well done and I always appreciate stuff like that. So that was good, and after that I just watched the news casually for an hour before starting to get ready for bed, and now I’m here and GOD am I tired, what a day, so I think I definitely deserve to go to bed now. Goodnight dear friends. Thank you for all your love today, it means the world to me.