My embarrassment was always heightened by an amused shake of her head or roll of her eyes. She grabbed my hair firmly in one hand and pulled me up on my knees at her side. XXX Testing me once again. I’d never seen her so excited over anything. Emilia’s expression was sincere, and she patted the cushion at her side. Whilst driving home, I spotted Emilia huddled on a bus stop. “Get your tongue in between.” Click. Her respect for me was almost non-existent by this point, not that I could blame her. I reasoned that maybe it was because I was a female judge, and she didn’t feel the need to dress in a revealing way to court my favour.
