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Authors: Kathi S. Barton
“Doubtful, but let’s give it a shot. He doesn’t strike me as being overly bright, does he you?” Hamish looked back at Bob and sneered at him.
“Your Honor. Ms. Rosewood is claiming that my client Daniel March made unwanted sexual advances, lurid comments she found distasteful and demeaning and she further claims that he ‘pressed her against her car and raped her repeatedly’. Maddy didn’t have to refer to her notes, she had written the counter suit motion and literally knew it word for word.
“Does that ring any bells with you counselor? Although I must admit to being a bit confused, but hey if you don’t do your homework then I guess you pay the price.” Hamish winked at Maddy and she suddenly knew that he was aware of what had happened to Danny to make this claim impossible.
Danny was a teenager when his father had found out he was gay. The man had tried everything to get his son to “change his mind”. But after several months of threats and hitting his son, Danny’s father had taken a ball bat to him.
“Yes, that sounds about right your Honor. I have evidence to the fact that Ms Rosewood was brutalized by Mr. March when she came in to pick up her car. Mr. March allegedly told her that in return for her repair work on her car, he would take her body out in trade not money.” He was still shuffling papers around on the desk, for what reason Maddy couldn’t fathom, he had already claimed he’d forgotten the file.
“Your Honor, I have evidence and court records indicating that there is no way medically possible for Mr. March to have raped her, thus making the rest of her claim questionable.” Maddy was walking to the judge’s dais when she felt the hair on the back of her neck rise. She turned slowly and saw a figure, a blurry…something. It was only there for a second or two, then gone. Both Kyle and Aaron had stood and turned in the same direction, whether from her movement or because they too had felt the eerie feeling she didn’t know.
“Yes, Ms Harm I’m aware of the evidence. Counselor, have you even done any homework on this case?”
“Yes your Honor, but as I have said, I do not have my notes in front of me, if I could have a brief—”
“Asked and answered. Proceed with your case. Bailiff.”
Chapter Nineteen
The case started with very teary Ms Rosewood telling; in graphic detail what Mr. March had done to her when she had went to his place of business to pick up her car. She also went on to say that he had called her house repeatedly since then, demanding that she finish her bill off. She had just pulled out her industrial sized box of tissues and a note pad to read off dates of the alleged calls when someone tapped Maddy on the shoulder. She turned to have Kyle lean in and speak in her ear.
“That dress on you should be illegal, and if those stockings are thigh highs, you are
not
leaving this building unmolested.” Then he just leaned back in his seat, looking for the all world as a bored man.
Maddy turned back around and stared blankly at the wall. Her whole body was on fire for him. When Danny poked her for the second time to get her attention, she was startled to remember where she was and blushed furiously, and turned around again to glare at Kyle.
“You’re up Ms. Harm.” The judge smiled at her and she just knew that the old coot knew exactly what she’d been musing about.
“Ms Rosewood,” Maddy cleared her throat twice before she could continue. “You said that Mr. March raped you repeatedly, is that correct? And this was in his garage, his place of business.”
“Yes,” the woman sobbed. “He said that he had enough money and wanted him some…well, ladies don’t speak of such things.”
“Of course not. Enough money? Well that must be nice, to have enough money, I mean. Do you? Have enough money?” She had opened the door thought Maddy, and decided to go for it.
“What a rude question. I won’t answer that.” Ms. Rosewood squirmed around in her seat.
“The reason I’m asking is because three years ago you said that same thing about the owner of the dry cleaners on Seventh Street. Of course it isn’t there now. I guess giving you five point seven million dollars in settlement meant he’d over exaggerated his lack of need for money a little. Then there’s the antique dealer on Tenth from eight years ago. Of course that was only a mere three million. But cost of living and all.”
“Your Honor,” Button hopped up from his chair and nearly toppling it. “I don’t know where Ms Harm is going with this, but bringing up Ms Rosewood’s unfortunate past is uncalled for. She is a very beautiful woman and some men just won’t take no for an answer.”
“I wouldn’t say nearly ten million dollars in less than ten years unfortunate. I could go back further your Honor, if you’d like. The ‘unfortunate’ Ms Rosewood, aka Rose, aka Wood, aka Woodrose has been bilking…sorry having men allegedly taking advantage of her for nearly twenty-five years, to the amount of forty three million five hundred dollars. That’s an income of nearly two million per year. And, I believe, its tax free.”
“You bitch. You make it sound as if I’m lying! Those men deserved what I did to them. Not a one of them paid me a second glance when I offered myself to them. Well I fixed them didn’t I? All men are stupid and only think with their dicks.” Ms. Rosewood had jumped up from her seat and threw her box of tissues at Maddy, narrowly missing her.
“Also your Honor, I have documented medical records stating that it is in fact impossible for Mr. March to have raped Ms. Rosewood, repeatedly or otherwise. He is—”
“I know what he did to me,” Ms Rose screamed at Maddy, trembling with her anger. “He raped me, right there on the hood of my own car. Why it took me a new paint job to get the scratches off. I should charge him for that too. In fact, he wasn’t all that good.”
“Well I should say not. Mr. March can’t have raped you Ms. Rosewood. It is physically impossible for him to of done so.”
“What he couldn’t get it up for you so you assume that it’s because he can’t get it up for anyone else? I got news for you honey I can get anyone to get it up. Even the biggest queer you know.”
“As it happens, Mr. March is the biggest queer I know, and his dick as you so delicately put it won’t get up for anyone. He doesn’t have one.”
Every man in the courtroom shifted in their seats and some even went so far as to hold themselves in a protective-like cup.
“According to this police record and these medical records, when Mr. March was seventeen years old he informed his parents that he was gay. Not a word widely used then but for sake of clarification it works. His father, a city worker for the water department decided that he’d ‘beat this disease out of him’ and took a baseball bat to Mr. March’s private parts. The senior Mr. March beat his son so badly that the blood vessels in the groin and testicles were damaged.” Maddy handed the judge the file she had as she continued. “The father refused to take Daniel to the hospital because he was convinced that they would ask the younger Mr. March why he’d been beaten and he would tell them his outlandish story about preferring men over women. When he didn’t receive medical treatment right away, peritonitis set in and the infection was so severe that they had to not only remove his testicles, but eventually his penis and one kidney.”
“No fucking way!” Bob exclaimed to Danny.
“Counselor! Your Honor, please? Hasn’t my client suffered enough without Mr. Butt Hole, err Button making comments such as those.” Maddy was appalled at him, Christ didn’t the man have one decent bone in his body.
“In light of recent evidence,” Maddy started to say, “I’d like to have the charges dropped against my client, and to also counter sue Ms Rosewood for defamation of character, then there’s pain and suffering and—”
“Wait! You mean I’m not gonna get my money? Oh no, that
so
ain’t gonna happen. He raped me and I deserve to be compensated for it. Bobby, you said I’d win hands down, that this bitch had never been to court and you’d have it slam-dunked by lunch. I rented us a nice hotel room at the Ritz.” She stomped her foot. “I want my damned money.”
“Ms Rosewood, where you are going is to jail. Filing a false claim and wasting mine and this courts time is against the law. Bailiff, take her away,” Hamish said with humor.
They all watched in stunned silence as Delia Rosewood was flanked by two court room bailiffs to be escorted from the room. While one of them attempted to handcuff her, the other held her steady. When suddenly she broke free and made to attack Maddy. Danny leapt over the table and charged her, ramming his head into her left shoulder and knocking her to the floor, taking one of the men with her. This time when they tried to take her away, it was at gun point.
“Mr. Button, what am I to do with you,” Hamish asked when the room was brought back under control with a few more bangs of his gavel.
“I had no idea your Honor. I’m just as shocked as you are. You can be assured that our law firm will help Mr. March in any way we can.”
“I’m so glad to hear you say that, so glad indeed. Your law firm will pay damages in the tune of fifty million to Mr. March by end of business Friday.”
“Fifty…fifty million? I meant with legal fees and such, not money, you misunder—”
“Read back what Mr. Button said for me, will you Sheila,” Hamish said cutting off Button from what Maddy was sure was going to be a bunch of promises and some more lies.
“Yes sir, your Honor. ‘
I had no idea your Honor. I’m just as shocked as you are. You can be assured that our law firm will help Mr. March in any way we can.’
Is that all you need, sir?”
“Yes dear, thanks. I didn’t hear any qualifiers in there, did you?” Maddy shook her head no when he pointed his gavel at her when he asked. “No, well fifty. By Friday, and don’t make me have to come for it or else you’ll be in hotter water than you are right now. Court adjourned.”
Maddy sat down hard in her chair, and looked over at Danny. “I guess we won.”
“Holy shit, girl,” Danny said laughing. “I just wanted her to leave me alone, and you get me fifty million. Consider any and all car work done from now on free of charge. Damn girl.” He got up then and walked to shake hands with Bradley. Maddy didn’t move.
“Come with me love, now. We have some unfinished business to take care of.” Kyle pulled her up from the seat and lacing his fingers with hers, pulled her along and out of the courtroom. With a curt ‘watch her shit’ to Aaron they were out the door.
He was pulling on door knobs and opening doors for a few minutes before she realized what he was doing.
“What are you looking for? Don’t you have to be home in your crypt or something?”
“No, I don’t sleep in a crypt, as you very well know.” He kissed her quickly on the mouth. “I’m looking for an empty room. Now shush up, I don’t want you to waste your energy. Ah ha!” He opened the small conference room door and pulled her in behind him. Before the lock was completely engaged, he had her pressed against the wall with his body and kissing her again.
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Never losing contact with her mouth, he cupped her ass and picked Maddy up, her legs wrapping around his narrow hips. With her legs secured around him and locked at the ankles he ran his hands up her thighs to discover if she was indeed wearing thigh high stockings. His hands reached the top of them and he groaned in pleasure. He pulled his mouth away and nearly groaned again when she whimpered at him.
“I love these,” he told her with his fingers just under the lace at the top. “Stockings with garters are sexy to begin with, but these just do things to me like nothing else can.”
“Shall I take them off and leave the three of you alone? I can you know, Mel made me practice several time removing them.” Maddy ran her fingers under the lace as well, teasing him. “She said it’s an art form to take them off without tearing them. They’re silk, pure silk, and they feel so sexy on my legs.”
“Yes they do, very sexy. Unbutton your jacket for me? I want to see what other treasures you have hidden under there.”
He watched her push each button through the tiny little hole, slowly so as not to snag the material she said. He pushed his cock against her core when she made to tantalize him with the final button getting ‘hung up on the hole.’ It suddenly freed itself.
His hands cupped her ass again, squeezing it and riding her up and down his shaft while she worked at the buttons on his shirt.
“You have too…Oh Kyle, I can’t think when you…I can’t get the…”
He kissed her again, his tongue sweeping inside her heat, the wet heat of her mouth and tasting her. He pulled the camisole up and over her head and his breath caught at the sight of the flimsy scrap of material holding those lush globes of flesh captive.
“Take it off.” His voice was hard, gravely and deep. He was panting, his breath catching in his throat and making him slightly dizzy with need. Instead of taking the bra off she reached up and cupped her breasts, pushing them up and spilling them nearly out of the cups. Rubbing them hard, squeezing them together and then apart pushed him over the edge of sanity.
He dropped her legs, forcing her to stand on her wobbly feet. He fell to his knees before her and running his hand up the sides of the skirt, pushed it up and reveled her panties a couple of inches above where the hem line had been.
“Madison, look at me.” When she did, he knew just what she was seeing. His eyes had turned, they were now a deep blood red, and his fangs had dropped lower than she’d ever seen them, at least an inch below his lip. “I’m going to eat you, eat your pussy until you come in my mouth over and over. Then I’m going to feed from you, I’m going to bite you deep on your pussy and feed from you.”
“Please…I’m begging you, Kyle please. I…I want you to fuck me. Please, please hurry.”
Biting into her panties and pulling them away from her body. He tore them in half, making her cry out and her knees nearly buckle. He held her up, not wanting anything to keep him from his feast.
“Don’t fall, don’t you dare fall.” He spread her legs wider and pulled the swollen tiny nub of flesh into his mouth and suckled it.
She came, screaming his name she came hard and fast. Her hips bucked against his mouth as he suckled her. He inserted his finger into her dripping heat, then another. Her juices were running down his hand and along his forearm. Still he fucked her with his tongue and mouth, bringing her quickly to another then another peak. When she came the fourth time he struck, sinking his teeth deep into her femininity and drank. Her blood was hot, lava hot, first filling his mouth, then scorching his throat as he swallowed her down. When she came again from the bite, he lowered her to the floor, drinking deeply of her essences and blood.
Sealing the tiny punctures with his tongue, he sat up on his knees and unbuckled his belt and pants. His cock leapt free of its confines. He was dizzy with want and the taste of her blood. He fisted his cock, spreading the oozing juices of his own up and down himself.
“Madison, I need you, I need you to drink from me. I need it now. Will you? Will you take from me, be my mate?”
“Yes, oh yes now.” She licked her lips as she watched him lengthened his nail on his hand and slice open the vein at his heart for her. His blood ran down his chest, over his flat male nipple toward his stomach. He positioned his cock at her entrance and picked her up and over him, pulling her down hard by her hips, he buried himself deep inside of her. She wasted no time and covered his wound with her mouth and drew her first taste of him into her.
Taking them both to the floor, he pumped into her, deep. He wanted it to last to feel her drawing from him longer, but her mouth and her heat proved too much and he came, bringing her with him again. He spilled his seed deep into her, over and over his cock jettisoned into her body. Not wanting to hurt her but needing to claim her he licked along the pulsing vein at her throat and bit, her essences filled him. He rolled to his back, he was spent and she lay limp and exhausted in his arms. He knew that he needed to leave the sun was nearly to the peak now. But leaving her especially after what they had just shared was too much to bear.