The curious case of Kelly Saddlers

A synapsis.

After witnessing the women in her live suffer from men Kelly turns the table.

She show's the men the pain their actions cause. Her "business" expands, untill things go south.

“Will you be able to visit us next weekend?” Samantha's voice was layered with concern for her oldest daughter.

The 39 year olds eyes radiated care and warmth. Once again Kelly marvelled at the perfection that was her mother. A state athenry, a mother of 4, a loving wife and an all around super mom with a body most 20 year olds would kill for.

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“Yeah. I'm sorry mom, I know I should visit more often. How's dad?” Kelly went to university in the city about an hour away from her small hometown, she avoided visiting where possible due to the memories with Emma.

“He… it … the doctors give him another week.” Samantha's voice cracked ever so slightly, pain and sorrow written all over her features. Kyle had cancer in the final stages, he had fought for years but the outcome was inevitable. The two women embraced each other tightly.

After some time just standing there in front of the gravestone Samantha left. Kelly applied the finishing touches on the flowers and also her sister Emma's grave.

“I'm home!” Kelly entered her apartment and announced her return to her girlfriend. She stripped out of her oversized clothes

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and made her way to her couch where Lydia was waiting for her.

Kelly swore of men after her sister's suicide and the things it brought to light. She dressed quite baggy, to hide her athletic build with long legs, a toned body and perky c-cup breasts from the rest of the world.

Kelly was far from a prude usually wearing enticing lingerie under her baggy clothes and as soon as she got home that was all she was wearing, Lydia was just as if not more… how to put it comfortable at home most days at home she was in her birthday suit or wore at most a thong.

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Kelly and the petite bisexual redhead had been together for almost a year and still rarely managed to keep their hands off each other for more than an hour.

Case and point, the dinner Lydia had prepared remained untouched on the couch table two hours later, while the exhausted couple cuddled in their bedroom.

Lydia held Kelly close, she could feel her tension. “What is wrong, love?”

Kelly filled her gf in on the events of the day, her dad, the visit home next week and the dreaded dinner that would be part of that visit.

As they cuddled Kelly's phone lit up. A message from Amber, the second oldest sister informed Kelly that the court decided to let the man out early, due to good behaviour.

Tears streamed down Kelly's eyes.

“What's wrong?” Lydia's concern was blatant in her voice.

Kelly's voice was rough as she answered “Emma's **** is free.” In Trumps second term the supreme court got filled with even more conservative judges, they banned contraceptives and abortions outright. Emma was twelve and would have had to carry her rapists child to term, that's what drove her to suicide and now he was free after only three year's. The world wasn't fair.

Kelly thought back to the trial. The defence honest to god tried to put the blame on Emma. ‘She shouldn't have dressed so provocatively’ the “Provocations” in question: wearing a normal bikini in the pool and a skirt that went past her knees on hot summer days.

Lydia had her work cut out for her in trying to comfort Kelly that evening.

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“Amber, we need to talk. "In private." Kelly's voice was uncharacteristically sharp. So much so that it made Amber flinch.

They left for Amber's room. Once there Kelly locked the door.

“What has Mike on you?”

“What are you talking about? He is my boyfriend.”

She was suddenly caught in a tight embrace.

“That's bullshit, you've always been a bad liar. You should have seen your face when he touched you. Please we have always been honest with each other, don't throw that away now.”

Amber couldn't take it anymore and she burst out in tears. “Max had a crush on him. She was so **** for him to notice her that she sent him pictures, unsolicited. He took those and came to me. He asked what I'd do to stop him from ruining her life. The asshole would have spread pictures of a minor just out of spite. He demanded I become his girlfriend.” Amber's voice cracked more and more the longer she spoke, going into borderline hysteria towards the end.

“He isn't the boy we grew up with anymore, he told me that ever since Emma was ****, he fantasised about doing it to one of us. That he wanted to see one of us this overwhelmed with sorrow and despair.

He said that tonight he'll take my virginity and that he'll try to impregnate me. He wants to ruin my life, just because he can.” Amber was crying at this point, her voice almost leaving her.

Kelly didn't talk, she just sat there holding her sobbing sister in her arms. Men vile disgusting creatures with no empathy or morals, at least most of them.

A thought crossed Kelly's mind and a plan was formed.

“You'll stay here tonight. I'll take care of things.”