Kevin cleans up

The previous night had sobered Kevin up to the entire incident. This wasn't a mistake or a misunderstanding. This was someone who was being willfully manipulative, and then trying to avoid the consequences. Scarlett's display last night, and then the subsequent turnabout, robbed the last of Kevin's sympathies towards her. He had the upper hand now, and he was going to make sure Scarlett got everything that was coming to her. He made a quick call to Ben, his friend from law school who had since become a clerk, and had him shift the arbitration 15 minutes earlier due to a scheduling conflict. Unfortunately for Scarlett, Ben would "forget" to notify her of the change.

Kevin made sure he was early to the arbitration session. With Judge Jormp-Jomp adjudicating, he already seemed to have the favour of the court, but it would be silly to risk it on something as silly as punctuality. While he sat in the hallway outside the arbitration room, waiting, Kevin spotted an attractive young blonde woman waiting opposite him. The woman had long, dirty blonde hair running down the small of her back, and bountiful breasts, straining against the buttons on her striped white shirt. Her tight black pencil skirt had ridden up on her as she was sitting, and brought her dangerously close to exposure. Kevin looked up from her waist to her face to see her eyes gazing back at him from across the hallway. Startled, Kevin flinched, before sheepishly smiling at her. The attractive blonde playfully raised her eyebrows in response, but otherwise did nothing.

After a few awkward moments, a bailiff came and summoned Kevin to Arbitration Room 2A. The room was a dull grey colour that reminded Kevin of a prison he once visited. The furniture was covered in scratches and dints, presumably because arguments requiring arbitration can often become heated. Scarlett was nowhere to be seen.

Kevin sat calmly, and waited. Soon, Scarlett's council arrived, his ear seemingly glued to the phone. After five minutes, Judge Jormp-Jomp entered the room, followed by the blonde woman Kevin had seen in the hallway. She must have been the stenographer, here to record the proceedings. The Judge scanned the room, and noted Scarlett's absence. He didn't seem pleased.

"Mr. Weisberg, where is your client? Does she have somewhere more important to be?"

Scarlett's lawyer seemed a little frazzled. "She's on her way, your honour. She should only be 10 minutes."

"Well then, she'll only miss 10 minutes of the arbitration session. Mr. Nash, what did you have in mind?"

Kevin hesitantly smiled. He had to be careful not to ask for too much, without short changing himself.

"In this matter, compensation is less important to me than rehabilitation of Ms. Michaels, so that this incident isn't repeated." Kevin began.

"Your honour," began Scarlett's lawyer, "the compensation supplied is already sufficient. And as for the Deviant list-"

"Ms. Michaels has yet to demonstrate she doesn't belong on it." The Judge interrupted.

"Your honour, my client takes S3X7 very seriously."

"So seriously she's found something more important to do?" The stenographer stifled a laugh. "I'm afraid I have trouble believing that, council. Mr. Nash, please continue."

Kevin grinned. This was going even better than expected. He paused for a moment to let the blonde woman catch up. She flashed him a smile.

"As I was saying," Kevin continued, "I feel rehabilitation is the way to go. I'd like to demonstrate to Ms. Michaels the frustration she caused, making her less likely to offend in future."

"Your honour-"

"And how would you do that?" the Judge inquired, cutting off Mr. Weisberg's objection.

"Well, it's difficult, your honour, because there's no precedent for it." Kevin began. Now came the hard sell. "I suppose I'd prevent her from... ahem, genital stimulation, and then have her unwillingly aroused in that... area."

Kevin tried to gauge the room. The stenographer carefully crossed and uncrossed her legs, hidden by the table. Scarlett's lawyer seemed wordlessly outraged, but the Judge was nodding intently.

"Hmmm... I follow your logic, but how will one experience really alter her life choices?"

"Your honour, you can't possibly-"

"MR. WEISBERG, if I hear one more objection out of you before your client arrives, I'll hold you, and your client, in contempt. Understood?"

Mr. Weisberg simply nodded.

"OK then. Mr. Nash, please."

"Well, I'm not certain of this, but perhaps it could run for an extended period?" This was Kevin's shot. "Maybe a month?"

The judge rubbed his chin. Kevin waited nervously. Inside his head, he was screaming. Had he asked for too much?

Judge Jormp-Jomp removed his hand. "And what of the Deviants list?" He was suddenly playing his cards close to his chest.

Kevin thought quickly. This was his chance to sound reasonable.

"Delay her registration until post-rehabilitation, and then reassess if it's a necessary action after that."

The judge sat for a moment in contemplation. Scarlett's lawyer was fuming.

"Yes, it seems like you've thought this through."

Just as the Judge said this, Scarlett burst through the door, panting.

"Sorry I'm late, your honour." she said, deferentially.

"That's quite alright, Ms. Michaels. We've proceeded in your absence and have the matter almost sorted."

Scarlett glanced to her lawyer, puzzled. His expression didn't fill her with confidence. Her lawyer then realised he could now object.

"Your honour," he began, "this entire arrangement is simply ridic-"

"The time for objections has passed, Mr. Weisberg. Please advise your client of the arrangement, as she will have to purchase the necessary items. I will have the bailiff accompany her and Mr. Nash to Belts & More for a fitting shortly."

Scarlett's eyes went wide at that. "A fitting?!"

The Judge continued, "Mr. Nash, please collect a copy of today's transcript from Ms. Williams, for fitting instructions." he gestured to the blonde stenographer. Ms. Williams arched her back, which made her breasts strain against her top, "Please keep a copy on file, as you will be responsible for overseeing Ms. Michael's rehabilitation."

Kevin smirked as the arrangement was outlined to Scarlett, and it wasn't long before she tore into her lawyer. The fun was only just beginning.