Saturday, November 19, 2016
Good Morning Reader;
Criminal Justice Essay
In the beginning there was to some degree chaos in the disputes of all things human. We have our own opinions, desires and wants. We needed a system to look at the many ways offences against us occur, both bodily and of personal property, along with ways to confront and understand both sides of the issue. Allowing us to make decisions regarding if either party had been wronged. Creating a system to decide what the damages to the wronged individual would be, in both areas of actual damage and punitive damage. (Additional punishments for morally wronged or particularly heinous offences.)
As a new country we adopted what we knew, English Common Law. By the end of the 19th century we had divided our legal system into CRIMMINAL and CIVIL jurisdictions with our Criminal laws dictated by “Penal Codes”, subjectively run by our US Constitution and Bill of Rights, and ultimately determined by our Supreme Court Justices. In some cases we abandoned the common law practices all together.
There are many things about the way we administer criminal law in the US, it has a very broad scope of outlined ways to handle any given area of crimes against a person or their property, wherein both the Victim and the Alleged perpetrator of the crime have rights and responsibilities under our criminal statutes.
There are limitations, ambiguities, personalities of particular judges, and different ways of interpreting our laws, Making the reading of judges opinions and decisions not only interesting and educational, but telling as to the social climate and popular opinions of the citizenry of the US at the time of the decisions rendering.
We can also see that there seems to be no one right-way or one particular decision that “fits all” and this is as it should be. There are many factors that can sway a judicial decision, for or against the crime or the criminal in question. This gives us great latitude in the administering of our laws, and greater perceived fairness.
I believe working in the criminal justice system is a great way to explore the many facets of human nature and behavior. It gives us a good understanding of the basic human personality and struggles for survival, proactiveness and benevolence as well as greed, want and dominance over others. These basic premises can be applied to most all areas of criminal behavior encompassing as large variety of personality types and social norms, inside of learned or inherent behaviors. Because of these factors not only is criminal law about the law itself, but also it is about the human condition as a whole. We can observe a great many diversities and prejudices as well as commonalities among our fellow man, by looking at how we as a society handle and administer our criminal element and the offences they commit.
We have tried, I believe in vain and without merit, to offer fairness in the judicial processes. I believe that we are still seeking ways to find some common ground for the ability to allow for all alleged criminal to have fairness, but at the same time remembering that the victim is not the one on trial, and should not be treated as if they are.
Any individual interested in an Administration of Justice degree and criminal law in particular, could lead to new ways of interpreting our Bill of Rights and the general verbiage of the Constitution, by them becoming an attorney in the criminal area. Leading down the road to being a justice, giving them the ability to render their own decisions, create new ways of working with the legal system as a whole and allowing for “New Eyes” so to speak, to see innovative ways to succeed where others have not.
In conclusion we as a society run by human minds that can and do falter, need to adopt a vision of seeing the crimes against us in ways other than that of the criminal being non-productive and bad individual. To seeing them as broken in some way in need of addressing a solution to allow them to be whole and healed. While at the same time using great discernment in this same area, so as not to allow the habitual offenders, ones that seem not to be able to be healed, back into society to inflict more damage. While keeping in mind that we really do have finite resources to deal with incarcerated individuals.
We have a fine line to address here, one that requires a broad understandings of human nature, behavior, and mental capacity, coupled with a sense of justice and fairness for all involved. Looking to new and different ways of working with those that commit crimes against us.
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
Amara waited at the table for his return, having sent him to change his clothes
Knowing what she wore barley covered her body. She adored teasing him, watching him squirm with anticipation of her touch.
Amara was in charge, dominating the entire scenario.
All he was permitted to do was watch her, for now.
The empty food plates and glasses were reminders, he would not eat, or drink till she had finished with him, only then if he did exactly as he was told.
He was her newest toy, there for her pleasure alone.
His desire fueled by her dominance.
Monday, January 26, 2015
Like electric current, her touch sent shivers through my body. My shackled hands longed to feel her soft, supple skin. Toying with me, she ran her delicate fingers over my erect and wanting nipples.
With each breathless word and every move she made, Talia seemed oblivious to the camera that was capturing her. From the corner of my eye I could glimpse the screen, Erotic, sexy and seductive. She took control, for the first time she seemed free and followed no particular agenda; methodically she hovered over me, close enough to feel the warmth of her breath on my skin, yet to distant for my mouth to capture hers.
What delightful torture she was. Talia pushed my knees apart then slinked between them like a cat on the prowl, slowly, sensually she moved forward brushing her lips to mine. Instinctively I went to draw her to me, the shackles clanked against the barren wall, I was reminded I was a prisoner, bound by her love and lust.
Again she grazed her mouth to mine, beginning a slow rhythmic decent, her moist tongue gently, eagerly, caressing my taunt nipples. What decadent agony she could elicit from my body. My breath hitched...................
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Friday, October 3, 2014
The warmth of the morning’s sun blazed through the window; yet a chill ran through me. “What have I done?” I leaned against the cold hard wall as the sheet fell to my waist. Never make a pact with the devil; when he comes to collect, there is no bargaining, no escape clauses, and no last minute change of heart. Just the never-ending parade of regrets, I sold my soul for money and fame. Fame is fleeting, and money.... well, that’s of little consolation. Oh my god.... “God.... tell me are you there? Can you save me now, ......from myself?”
Thursday, September 11, 2014
The bells rang sending college students scattering from one class to another, Nikki was moving at a snails pace. During her senior year at St. Mary’s College, she had grown bored with the academics of it all and went in search of new interests; with only a few weeks of the school year left she had hoped to find something exciting to do, before she graduated.
Nikki had mentioned this in passing to one of the junior coaches from her track team. He suggested she see him after her workout one afternoon to discuss finding a way to satisfy her desire for new things. She agreed to meet him at four O’clock in his office.
Truth is that Nikki has had a bit of a crush on Coach Harrison for some time now he was a bit older than Nikki, but a very handsome, muscular man with tussled brown hair and dark eyes. So she was very happy to meet him in private.
“Coach Harrison, are you here? It’s Nikki” she knocked again at his door.
“Hi, Nikki, I’m glad you’re here, come on in and have a seat.”
Coach Harrison moved aside just far enough to allow Nikki room to pass between him and the door she brushed against his chest as she entered the room; he closed the door behind her.
The only place to sit was on the small sofa the Coach used to rest on between games on the weekends. Nikki walked over and made herself comfortable. While coach Harrison sat on the edge of his desk facing her.
Nikki had been running for the past hour, she was hot and sweaty Coach Harrison couldn’t help but notice her shirt was lightly sticking to her sweat soaked skin making the outline of her hard braless nipples extremely visible and distracting him from making eye contact with her.
Finally pulling his attention back to her face Coach Harrison Continued.
“Nikki, you mentioned you were looking for a bit of a change, something a bit more distracting than just track or your studies. Once in a while, I will take one of the girls under my wing and offer them private tutoring and coaching in a variety of areas, it is usually someone like yourself that is bored with Catholic school and looking for a bit of excitement” He moved from his desk and sat beside her.
“Would you be interested in that sort of an arrangement Nikki? We could meet a couple of times a week.” Coach Harrison began to massage Nikki’s shoulders. Nikki liked the feel of his hands on her.
“That sounds great Coach, I have always enjoyed talking to you. So this should be fun spending some time together, exploring new things.“
She was enjoying him rubbing her shoulders and leaned into the pressure of his strong hands against them, letting out a sigh.
“Mmmmm, that feels so good coach, my muscles are sore from my work out today.”
“Just your shoulders, or are there other muscles that are sore, maybe I can take care of them for you Nikki?” he leaned in against her hair as he said this to her, running his hand deliberately down her bare shoulders. He moved her hair to one side and kissed her neck lightly.
“Coach Harrison!” she said only half surprised, Nikki liked the feel of his lips on her neck and she wanted more.
“Just helping you to relax Nikki, you can call me Josh. If I It makes you feel any better I’ll lock the door so we won’t be disturbed. It is after school hours, and few people are still here.”
Nikki turned to look at her coach. “Yes, I seem to need a lot of relaxing Josh, can you show me what you know about relaxing my muscles.”
He stood up to lock the door; she noticed the obvious bulge in his pants from his own arousal. Nikki decided that the rest of the school year just might be exciting and interesting after all.
Josh locked the doors to the outer office and then to his private office. To the rest of the school it looked as though he had gone for the day, after closing the blinds to the outside world from behind his desk he and Nikki were all alone.
“Nikki, care for something to drink?”
“Sure, what’d you have in mind?”
He opened the small fridge that sat behind his desk under the windows.
“Hmmm, let’s see, Juice, Wine or Water?”
“Wine, yes that sounds just perfect.”
“Ok, Wine it is.”
Josh brought the bottle and two cups from his desk over to the sofa and poured them each a glass. He handed Nikki hers, then put the bottle on the desk and sat beside her.
“You know Josh, it looked to me like you just may have a few muscles in need of relaxing as well. And that back rub felt really great, would you mind massaging a little more just to loosen up the muscles.”
Josh took a gulp of his wine and set the cup on the floor. He began to rub Nikki’s shoulders moving her long, soft hair out of his way, draping it over her shoulder, exposing her bare neck to his hands and eager mouth.
“Oh yes, that’s right. I love the way you work my muscles Josh. Feels so good.”
Josh leaned in pressing his chest against her back, pulling her shoulders against him while nibbling at her ear.
“Why don’t we remove this shirt, its just in the way. I can do a much better job on your muscles skin to skin.” He grabbed the hem of her shirt pulling it over her head.
Nikki turned toward him then stood up in front of him, she leaned over giving him an encouraging kiss, intentionally showing off her bare breasts. The she stepped back and slowly pulled her track shorts over her hips dropping them on the floor next to the sofa. She stood there for a long moment letting him drink her in wearing only a delicate pair of lace panties. She walked back over to him and straddled his lap. When she sat down she could feel the hardness of his erection between her legs pressing at the opening of her sex through her panties.
Nikki reached behind her placing her hands on his knees leaning back she offered her supple breasts and taunt nipples to him. Putting his hands around her small waist Josh pulled her forward so he could taste her.
“Mmmmm, yes you certainly know what to do to make a girl happy, that warm mouth of yours and that tongue, Ohhh, yes that’s nice, yes.”
Josh continued to tease and suckle her nipples, darting his tongue between them licking and taking small bites.
Nikki placed her hands on his shoulders for balance; she began moving her hips over his erection teasing him and giving her self a bit of pleasure at the same time, soon her panties were so wet they made the front of his pants damp from her juices, his hard shaft pulsing, begging to be freed from its clothed confinement.