Two for One

Katrina was piping mad as she drove down to the courthouse. She was on the phone with her lawyer and ranted on and on about the inequity and stupidity of the new world order and its insane policy of laying out honey traps. "It is like the psychopaths WANT women to be enslaved. Like, here is the line, please break it."
"I mean, most women do not get arrested for attending anti-government rallies. Polls show that 76 percent of women are in favor of the new laws." Katrina's lawyer said.
"Most women are idiots who do what idiot men tell them to do. Now meet me at the courthouse or I swear to God I will crush your little grapes under my five inch heels." Katrina commanded before ending the call.

When she got to the courthouse, Katrina was met on the steps by her lawyer, along with four NWO enforcers. "Ma'am place your hands behind your head, and get down on your knees."
"What is the meaning of this?" Katrina demanded.
"'Most women are idiots who do what idiot men tell them to do. Now meet me at the courthouse or I swear to God I will crush your little grapes under my five inch heels.' That is subversion, insubordination, conduct unbecoming a woman, and threatening a male with reproductive harm. Those are all serious charges." Katrina's Lawyer told her.
"What about attorney client privilege?" Katrina said in shock as she looked at the four armed armored men who were more than capable of putting her on the ground like she had seen on the news.
"Only applicable in communications between men. All communications initiated by a woman towards a man who is not her close family are subject to government scrutiny. Under the circumstances, I would have lost my licence if I hadn't turned you in."
"YOU BAAHAHAHAH!" Katrina was **** to the ground and shocked. With clockwork efficiency and workmanlike professionalism, the NWO enforcers cut Katrina's clothes away and collar her. Leading her on a pole, the enforcers bring Katrina into the courthouse for inspection, processing, and sentencing. Within thirty minutes of her arrival, Katrina had gone from corporate power broker, to commodity.

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