The Lawyer Inspects his Two Bouncy Clients

"Whatever. Have my clients been fed sufficiently?"

"Fed?" BIll looked at the lawyer quizzically.

"Yes, fed. Food, water, you know that kind of stuff. Even criminal suspects need to be kept alive and well. So you haven't taken proper care of them? You should be thankful that I showed up in time. Now go and bring me whatever you can find in that run-down station of yours. And be quick!"

Hitomi was so happy! Finally someone on her side, someone who would help her out of this pickle! She couldn't wait to speak to someone like an actual human, couldn't wait to get out of her terrible uniform.

Once the officer had left the room, she asked, "Can you uncuff my hands, please?"

To her dismay, the man did not react. Instead, he just stared at her heaving bosom. His hand reached out, grabbed one of her sore breasts and pulled it this way and that.

"You look terrible! Those goons really messed you up! How's your partner doing?"

Then, he grabbed her other breast and repeated his odd examination.

"Only slightly better, I see. But don't fret, I'll get you guys out of this, soon."

"You're a lawyer, right? Who sent you? And what is happening to me?" asked Hitomi, her head brimming with questions.

But the man did not answer and instead kept staring at her chest.

"Oh no, not again!" groaned Hitomi as the realization hit her. Then, in her by now well-practiced, high-pitched voice, she added,"Thank god you're here, Mister Lawyer! We desperately need your assistance!"

"That's what I'm here for, guys. Don't you worry, I have everything under control."