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Chapter 7
How does he answer me?
The cop gives in
The big cop finally backed off and said, “Alright the fucking bastard is lawyering up. Get him a phone and let’s quit wasting our time.”
I wasn’t sure who he was talking to, I guess the guys on the other side of the glass. Vince looked truly disappointed that he was not going to get a chance to beat the life out me, and he stormed out of the room.
Then the big cop looked at me again and said, “Who is your lawyer, we will call him and let him know we need his weasel ass down here.”
“You mean her,” I corrected him. “My attorney is a her, Lindsey Thomas; you can call her at 524-8475.”
He left the room and I was left alone with my thoughts. Hours passed or maybe it was minutes that seemed like hours when the door burst open and Lindsey strolled in. I had met her in college, we even dated for a while, but she dumped me when she realized that I was going now where fast, at least compared to the places she wanted to go. She was a tall brunette, with a big rack, a butt toned by the best $150 an hour trainer, and she possessed the mind of a true legal genius all rolled into one tight package. I still jacked off thinking about how her big tits shook when I fucked her. I loved the feel her nipples in my mouth, her dirty talking and her aggressive bedroom antics. Now though I needed her legal skill.
She opened with her typical bluntness, “So dumb shit what the hell did you get yourself into?”
“Good to see you too I commented back to her.”
She turned to the cop and said, “Get the heavy metal off of him, its not like he is going anywhere, and I want a room with out the picture window. My client and I have a right to privacy in our discussions.” Her tone of voice was commanding and the cop hustled to do what she said. He set me loose and we were ushered down the hall and into a smaller conference room with no windows or mirrors. I took a seat as the big cop put a small plastic cup on the table and left the room clicking the door shut behind him.
“So you **** and sodomized some poor woman on your paper route. What the hell were you thinking? Is that the only way you can get some pussy these days?”
I was not in the mood for her shit, “Fuck you Lindsey, it was all consensual, the woman wanted to do it and we did it.”
“She asked you to fuck her up the ass?”
“Well no, not in so many words, but she was into it. She wanted it and we did it. There is no way she was saying no to me, she wanted it. I am not a ****. I would never **** myself on anyone. This whole thing is some kind of setup.”
My indigent outrage seemed to satisfy her a bit and she said, “All right take it from the top, tell me everything that happened to today from the time your eyes cracked open.”
I spent the next two hours telling her everything I could remember about the encounter with the woman, Janice Winters. It took over an hour but I finally wrapped it up.
“Ok that is all I need for now. We head to the bail hearing first thing in the morning so there is only one more thing I need from you tonight.
What does Lindsey need?
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The mailman
What do you say to a naked lady?
What will a young, inexperienced mailman do when confroted with women that want male?
Created on Oct 13, 2004 by jbman69
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