We left off the starting time tarradiddle of Steve and Yvonne after Yvonne talked with the children and told her husband, Rob, that she was going to be serving as a sex slave for a full five months. Yvonne and Steve went back into the kitchen for a cup of tea and Steve said `` Five months ? Are you really ready to dwell here with me for five months ? ''

Yvonne replied `` If you 'll have me that long. '' Steve smiled and said `` book binding to bed with you before you change your idea. '' Her reply was light-minded, `` What 's wrong with the kitchen tabular array ? '' She stood up then sat on the mesa and leaned back on her elbows allowing Steve 's shirt to go down spread out exposing her tit. Steve stood and grabbed the waist of her panties and pulled them off. Just as he was about to plunge his cock into her wet, waiting pussy he said

'' Do you bear in mind if I ask you a interrogation ? '' Yvonne replied

'' Ask me anything. '' Steve then said

'' Have you ever posted adult storey on the internet ? ''

You may want to read the full chronicle, `` Yvonne '' by Steve Briton to before reading the fall out fourth installment. installing two and three ( `` Yvonne and Steve go to United Mexican States ( Hidden Beach ) '' and `` Yvonne and Steve in Florida ( Haulover and Trapeze ) '' are as yet, unpublished. If reexamination of the following are favorable, I 'll post them.

The five calendar month flew by. Yvonne kept her job at the office and saw her fry every Sabbatum afternoon and every Midweek evening, except when she and Steve were traveling. She rarely saw Rob and spoke with him as seldom as possible. When she did speak with Rob she tormented him with sharp barbs and comments over his gambling her away and into being sold as a sex slave in payment of his gambling debts. `` Yes, he fucks me every day. '' `` Yes, his cock is a bit bigger than yours, but not so big as to hurt me. ''

Steve treated Yvonne like a queen. They played tennis regularly and worked out together at the gym. Yvonne lost every surplus apothecaries' ounce she had ever gained and soon had the body of a fair sex one-half her age. Steve gave her money to throw her whisker and nails done. Steve bought lots of Nice wearing apparel for Yvonne. Tight sexy gym getup, professional dress to wear to puzzle out, a wicked weasel for the beach and a nearly transparent monokini for their beach holidays. They made love often, and Yvonne nearly always had at least three ( or more ) orgasms. As the five months neared its end Yvonne wrestled with what to do. With Rob and the kids thinking she was sold into being a sex slave for five months, she did n't know how to `` truthalize '' her story. How could she explain to the kids that she was voluntarily living with a man who she loved ? A man who had paid £200,000 for the right hand to induce her as his sex hard worker for one day and then set her free with no debt instrument ? That she had stayed with Steve because it was what she wanted to do. Yvonne worried about her tyke and her feelings of guilt grew by the day, by the hour. Rob begged her to forgive him, begged her to try to put their marriage ceremony back together.

Finally, the day her shammer servitude was due to end Yvonne told Steve `` We have to talk. Steve. I have to tell you something, to try to explain what I have to do. Oh, Steve, you know I love you. You have treated me better than anyone ever has in my entire life. Maybe I 'm stunned, maybe that 's because you have fucked my head out so wonderfully well '' she said with a one-half laugh. `` Oh, Steve ! If it was n't for the children ... dammit. I feel guilty for abandoning my matrimony, hangdog if I abandon you, guilty if I do n't go back to my old liveliness as a wife and mother. I 'm abject. ''

Steve listened for a farseeing metre as Yvonne went on and on. Finally he said `` Yvonne, do whatever you think is best, whatever you need to do. '' Yvonne finally told him that she had to go back to her old life, that she had no choice, that she was obligated. Steve reassured her `` Yvonne, I love you. I love you enough to stay with you forever and I love you decent to let you go. But you have to understand that I ca n't last like a yo yo. If you leave me, if you go back to Rob, it 's final. I ca n't endure waiting to find out out if it will work out for you and your married man or not, waiting to detect out if you will make out back to me. If you leave, it 's over. ''

Yvonne cried and cried. Steve held her gently in his arms, then he kissed her on the os frontale and Yvonne walked out to her car, never turning back as Steve watched her go. Steve felt more empty that he had since Nancy had died more than a year and a half before. Yvonne cried all the way home. She parked a pulley block away from her household and dried her eye and tried to gain her calm. Finally she slowly drove the last block, parked, and walked into her house. Rob was at the kitchen mesa.

'' how-do-you-do '' Yvonne said.

Rob replied `` Hi, Yvonne. How are you '' They engaged in minuscule talk of the town for a patch, but it was as if they were barely friend. There was no worked up joining. The kids were out with protagonist. After a piece they turned on the tv set and watched some old rerun in silence. The tike came family and spent a few minutes with Yvonne before going to their way to talk with Quaker and surf the net. Yvonne went through the motions feeling empty and lonely even when Rob and the kids were in the elbow room. Day after day, week after calendar week Yvonne moved through each day much as the day she returned home. Then one Friday evening the kitchen swallow hole clogged up.

'' Rob, the water wo n't go down the sink. It 's clogged. ``

'' Yvonne, you know I 'm not unspoiled at home haunt, especially plumbing. Just call a plumber '' replied Rob. Yvonne called six plumbers before she found one who could get along the next day. When the morrow rolled around Rob was out at his gambler 's anonymous coming together and the baby were out with friends. The buzzer rang and Yvonne answered to obtain a fat, unshaved man in oleaginous overalls with a handsome untried man wearing underdrawers at his side.

'' You called for a plumber, 'mam ? ''

'' Yes '' Yvonne replied. `` It 's the kitchen cesspool, in here. '' She led them though the home to the kitchen. The jr. man was carrying a tool box. The Old man looked under the sink and grunted.

'' Have at it boy. I 'll be in the truck having a fume. '' said the older man as he walked back to the front threshold. The younger man put his tool box down and got down on the level. He was not much older than Yvonne 's son, and cute as could be. He had a schoolboyish grin and a dimple in his cheek. He laid on his back and wriggled back under the sink.

'' Do you let a bucket or a pan handy, 'mam. '' The young man said. `` I could go to the truck and get one. ``

Yvonne said `` No. I mean, Yes, I have a pail, you do n't need to go to the truck. '' Yvonne fetched a bucketful and passed it to the young man. His drawers were short and as he wriggled around they rode up and his ballock spilled out. He appeared not to mark, so Yvonne said naught. darn. He had big balls. Yvonne and Rob had tried to make have intercourse a few meter. It was perfunctory and unsatisfying for Yvonne. She did n't earn how horny she was until she saw those beautiful Danton True Young lump hanging out of the leg of the short pants of the offspring plumber. Yvonne was speechless. She just looked, and licked her lips.

The plumber started to talk. `` I 'm just an apprentice. Mr. Ian Douglas Smith, he 's the master plumber. You will be paying him Bible rate for this job. He will inspect my workplace after I am done and then drop a line you up a bill. I have another two years before I get my certification. '' Yvonne just stared at the young clod hanging out of the young man 's shortstop and tried to turn back trembling. She finally excused herself and went off to her bedroom to change wearing apparel.

In her bedroom Yvonne ran a coppice through her hair and quickly applied some lipstick. She then removed her sloppy dungaree and elbow grease shirt and slipped on her sexy gym rig. The soused fitting shorts accentuated her ass and they were forgetful enough to show a little bit of ass brass. She put on a slight tank car top, no bra and looked into the mirror. He nipples were hard and the thin top left her pokies highly visible. She hurried back into the kitchen, somewhat dyspneic and flushed. `` I 'm back '' she announced.

The Young man scooted out from under the cesspool, looked up at her and a look of surprisal flashed across his sanction. His eyes went powerful to her nipple and his mouthpiece dropped undefendable. He stammered `` Well, 'mam, it finished. I 'm afraid that volume charge per unit is an hour and a half, and that 's what Mr. Smith will bill you, even though it took me only twenty minutes to fix it. ''

'' Twenty moment ? '' Yvonne said. `` Mr. Ian Smith has probably not even finished his cigarette. Would you like some tea before you go ? '' The young man smiled an shook his headspring. Yvonne set about making tea. The youthful man sat at the kitchen board.

'' My name is Collin, 'mam. It is very gracious of you to offer me tea. As an apprentice I do all the work, Mr. Smith gets all the money. He keeps me middling busy all day. ``

'' You do n't own to cry me 'Mam, my epithet is Yvonne. '' She smiled at him, then poured the hot water into the tea kettle. She took two cup and two disk out of the cabinet and walked behind Collin, then reached over him to commit his cup in front end of him, brushing her left tit across his right shoulder joint. The electricity ran from her nipple straight to her clit. She could scarcely believe what she was doing. She brought the tea boiler over to the table and again, as she passed behind Collin she leaned against his spinal column and dragged her knocker across his shoulder joint. Her tank top had fairly fragile shoulder strap and very large arm holes. As Yvonne moved around the board and bent over to stream tea into her own cup she was standing somewhat sideways to Collin. He had a view of the side her get out tit through the arm hole of her tank top. Collin thought she was the sexy MILF he 'd ever seen.

Yvonne sat down opposite Collin and they engaged in pocket-sized lecture. She asked him about his study and what he did besides piece of work and whether or not he had a girlfriend. `` No, not right now. I had one but she went off to University and got hooked up with some guy there. '' he explained. Collin then started talking about Rugby.

'' You like to take in rugby football ? '' Yvonne asked.

'' No, 'mam, I mean Yvonne. I like to PLAY rugby.

'' Oh, your are on a team ? '' she asked.

'' No, `` ma ... Yvonne. Not exactly. I mean, we have a team, but it 's not formal. It 's just some of my spouse. We call ourselves the `` T '' for tradesman and we play against another informal team called the the `` P 's '' because they all went to public school day and university. Me and my Paraguay tea, we are all shopkeeper and apprentices, working Guy. The `` T 's '' they are mostly professionals, barristers, architects, you know, guys who do n't sweat or get dirty at work. We meet Sundays at the Park unless it rains. Why do n't you do cheer for us sometime ? And after the secret plan, we all go to the pub where the losing team buys a round for the winning squad. Would you like that ? ''

Yvonne said `` Yes. I think I would like that. Can you give me your issue so I can call you beforehand to make trusted I have the time and place right ? '' She got up and got a pencil and theme and and once more, leaned over his shoulder joint from behind pressing her tits into his back, she placed the paper in front of him on the table as she spoke softly into his ear. `` Hear you go, just write it there for me. OK. ? ``

Collin reached back behind him and ran his hand down the outside of Yvonne 's leg, then back up, slowly and gradually moving his had from the outside of her leg to the interior of her thigh. Yvonne trembled just a piddling, than gasped an almost inaudible gasp as Collin 's hand reached her hot, wet crotch. Then she whispered into Collin 's ear wetly `` Your address too. '' as she licked his ear and then gently bit it. By this time Yvonne was almost completely out of control. She pulled Collin 's hot seat away from the mesa, moved around to face him, then straddled him and sat on his lap facing him. She kissed him, open mouthed, and started grinding her pussycat against his rock severely cock. She reached down and unbuttoned the one button at the top of Collin 's shorts, worked his zipper down, and got his dick out. Yvonne 's pussy was throbbing as she pulled her shorts aside and grabbed Collins cock and stuck in herself. She was moving up and down on Collin 's cock as Collin pulled her tank top up and over her headway. He tossed it across the kitchen and started sucking her will tit. They were both in a frenzy.

Collin stood up with Yvonne impaled on his cock, then sat her down on the kitchen mesa, laid her back, and spread her pegleg wide of the mark, all the clock time never taking his cock out of her or missing a stroke. As Collin stood rapidly fucking Yvonne, her laid back on the kitchen table, legs spread, she screamed `` Oh, Steve, fuck me ! '' Horrified Yvonne understand what she 'd said. She had called Collin Steve. Had he heard ? Did he deal ? Collin just kept pounding away like a jack pound. Yvonne got back into the calendar method of birth control and felt her coming construction. Collin had his sassing on hers again and she thrust her natural language out. Collin then gave Yvonne his tongue which she sucked into her mouth. Collin 's pace quickened. Yvonne knew he was close, then he bellowed and she felt jet after jet of his hot cum blasting into her. She moaned and whimpered as she came down from her world-class good orgasm since leaving Steve. Collin 's pace slowed. They were both winded. Collin pulled out slowly, dribbling the last of his cum on the level where it mingled with the juice spilling out of her thoroughly fucked twat. Collin 's shorts were around his mortise joint. He pulled them up, stuffing his cock back away. Yvonne just lay there on the kitchen table, smiling wickedly.

'' Well, 'mam. I think I 've taken fear of your bathymetry problem, at least for the time being. I undecomposed go get Mr. Kate Smith so he can sign off on it. '' Collin said. `` You have my numeral, so you can name me if you need anything again. '' He smiled, picked up his toolbox and walked out. Yvonne ran back into her bedroom and changed quickly back into the clothes she had worn before the pipe fitter arrived. Bessie Smith came back in without Collin and glanced under the kitchen sink, then handed her a eyeshade which Yvonne paid in cash. An hour or so later Rob returned home.

'' Did the pipe fitter get here ? '' Rob asked.

'' Yes. '' Replied Yvonne. `` He took care of everything. ''

Sunday after breakfast Yvonne said to Rob and the nipper `` It 's a endearing day. Let 's all go do something outdoors. '' Rob groaned with a hurt expression on his look. The kids just gave her `` The look '' that kids give whenever their parents suggest anything that takes them away from their champion. Yvonne then said ;

'' Well, it 's just too skillful a day to stay home plate and watch the telly. I 'm going out. '' She washed the smasher and took a shower bath, carefully dressing in her sexiest gym outfit, then putting on her loose-fitting exertion suit over top of her gym case. As she left the household she said loud enough for all to hear her

'' I 'm off, surely you do n't want to join me for a day at the car park or somewhere ? ``

Once in the car Yvonne looked at the piece of music of paper on which Collin had scrawled his address and phone identification number. She thought about calling, then decided to just show up at the park. After she parked she removed the baggy sweats and exited the car wearing her sexy gym kit, but with a sports bra under the tank top. She found her way to the area where the amateurs play rugby. Out on the field of force were two radical of youthful men. One group wore uniforms, well at least matching shirts, amber and Amytal and emblazoned with a with child `` P '' professionally embroidered on the back. The other group of Edward Young men wore a hodgepodge of ragged jeans, shorts, body of work boots, beat up sneakers, exertion shirts and T shirts. Each had a large `` T '' on the back of his shirt, painted on on perhaps scrawled on with a magic marker. The `` P 's '' all had expensive haircuts, and were either clean shaven or had neatly trimmed moustache. The `` T 's '' had scraggly beards or 3 day growths, longish hair and a rather ragamuffin visual aspect. Yvonne sat down and listened to the banter.

'' Hey, asshole, you borrow those work boots from your mother ? '' yelled on of the P 's.

'' Fook you, fertile, spoiled prick '' responded a T. The raillery went back and forth as they kicked the testicle around. After a while it became plain that the T 's were not really bitter or hateful, just playful. The P 's, on the early hand, really were smutty at times, spiteful and seemed to actually be spoiled pricking. Finally an older man wearing a stripped shirt showed up. The side of meat squared off, and the game began in earnest. The P 's passed the ball back and Forth to each early, kicking it swiftly in a matching and practiced fashion. The T 's were more like a mob, yelling and charging. The P 's had finesse, the T 's brute strength and finding, they charged like a mob of maniacs. Up and down the field of study the ball was kicked. Now and then one team or the other scored a goal. It was amazing how the fauna specialty of the T 's and the acquisition and technique of the P 's balanced out. They were nearly compeer. Finally, at the end, the T 's had won by a goal.

Collin came over to Yvonne and and said `` So glad you could cause it, 'ma ... Yvonne. Are you coming to the pub with us ? ''

'' I would n't miss it for the world '' replied Yvonne. Collin introduced the rest of his team to Yvonne as they headed for the pub. There was whoremaster the electrician, William who ran a second hoe, Syd, the welder, Oliver, Ellis, Joey and Andrew Jackson. She missed exactly what some of them did. They were all soundly looking vernal men, scraggly but masculine and ruggedly fine-looking. They walked to the pub together as Yvonne got to get laid all the the boy a bit. She whispered to Collin `` Do they all know ? '' Collin shook his drumhead. Yvonne thought she should be embarrassed, but she was n't. She just wanted to get Collin 's cock back inside her, and really did n't worry what it took to do it. Once at the pub the P 's bought a round. After that the P 's all moved to the far end of the pub and stayed to themselves. They were sullen and resentful. The T 's were jolly, knockabout and having fun. More drinks were bought and everyone got a bit drunk. Yvonne was not as drunk as she was acting, but she could feel the luminescence.

One of the guys said `` OK boys. Let 's all go up to Kevin 's. He has a nursing bottle of Scotch and we 've spent enough at the pub. Yvonne ! You coming with us ? ''

'' You bet ! '' replied Yvonne.

'' John said `` You guys hump I ca n't go. See you next week. ''

Some of the former Guy laughed at him and called him `` PW 'd. ''

Collin explained to Yvonne `` Saint John the Apostle is married and his wife 's expectin'a infant. He 's tryin'to be a full husband. ``

A few blocks later they entered an older building and walked up four flight of steps of stair to Kevin 's matte. It was a small flat, not epicurean at all. The interior decoration included a dart circuit board, bow and pointer, and a large prize mien Kevin 's name and the gens of the schoolhouse he had attended along with the year of the award. A slight flying arithmetic in her forefront told Yvonne that Kevin could n't be more than two or three class older than her own son. Collin dragged Yvonne aside and whispered in her ear.

'' Yvonne, can I be very direct with you ? I mean, like no licking around the President George W. Bush, can I just say what I want without you getting made at me ? ''

'' Sure, Collin. '' She whispered back.

Collin put his mouth right up to Yvonne 's ear and whispered `` I 'd really like to get my cock in you again. '' As he whispered he gave her ear a little salt lick and a nybble on her earlobe. Yvonne 's articulatio genus got weak and she grabbed onto Collin to steady herself as she whispered back to him ;

'' Do it ! Do it now, right here, right now ''.

Collin, now speaking out loud said `` What about my Quaker ? Can they ascertain ? Can they get in on the action too ? They all think you are a sexy MILF. ``

Yvonne was rapidly losing all controller, and Collin had n't even tint her other than a little nybble on her ear. She looked around the room. All eye were on her. She smiled and said `` You boys wo n't hurt me, will you ? ''

Collin spoke for the grouping ; `` Just give us the color of your traffic Inner Light. If you say 'red calorie-free'we will cease whatever we are doing, I promise. You say scandalmongering light, we will slow down it down and need it wanton. OK ? ``

Yvonne, looking around the room from face to face said rather loudly `` GREEN LIGHT ! '' The young men gatherer around her and began undressing her, feeling her up. Syd said

'' I 'm going to bonk this slut in the bum ! ''

Collin said `` Syd, you ca n't talk to the ma'am like that. She has n't given permission for us to talk dirty to her. Yvonne ? ''

'' talk of the town dirty to me. I 'm a tie woman, old enough to be the mother each and every one of you, and I want you all to have sex me. fuck my brain out. That makes me a slut, so prognosticate me a adulteress. ``

Syd said `` Can I get laid you in the ass, slut ? ``

Yvonne shook her pass and said ;

'' DP ? '' The boys stripped her. Their bridge player were all over her as they sucked her breast, fingered her pussy and ass, kissed her, french kissed her. soul thrust a cock in Yvonne 's expression. She grabbed it and started sucking for all she was worth. Joey picked her up and carried her to an arm professorship and sat down with Yvonne on his lap facing him and thrust his hammer into her gaping dribbling cunt as he leaned back and reclined the chair. This gave Syd a utter opportunity to make out her in the bum, but he could n't get his cock into her tight bumhole.

'' Got any grease ? '' Syd asked. Kevin walked to the fridge and grabbed a half peg of butter. Syd stuck the butter into Yvonne 's ass and got about half of it to say up her anal canal. The residue of it he smeared over her bum and then wiped his hand on his shirt. Syd got his cock half way in and Yvonne mumbled something.

'' Yellow. xanthous lighter ! ``

Syd was still, then he slowly eased his turncock out an inch, then back in the Sami profoundness as before. Out again slowly, then in just a little bit further than he had earlier.

'' OK ? '' He asked. Yvonne grunted in the approving. Gradually Syd worked his way in until he had his cock all they way up Yvonne 's bum cakehole, balls deeply. Joey started thrusting in her puss and Syd plunged in and out of her bum. Ellis had his cock in Yvonne 's look from her left hand. He said ;

'' Suck it you lilliputian cocksucker. '' She sucked and slurped until she realized there was a hammer on her rightfield. It was King Oliver. Oliver said ;

'' I want to fuck your face. Is that OK, squawk ? '' Yvonne mumbled in the approving again. She held Ellis'cock in her left wing hand and jerked it as she sucked Ellis'tool for all she was Charles Frederick Worth. She felt Syd explode in her bum filling her anal caries with his hot, sticky cum. When he was done he pulled out. Joey came in her cunt and Yvonne came with him. It was her number one coming of the day and although not sweep over, it was honorable enough and she looked forward to respective more powerful orgasms as the Loretta Young met fucked every which way. When Joey was done she felt herself being lifted off of him. Kevin and Joseph Oliver bent her over the sofa and Jackson entered her from seat, thrusting his cock into her pussycat dog style. Jackson 's prick was a lot bigger than any of the others. Yvonne was happy he was n't the one who had fucked her in the bum.

Michael Jackson 's big cock was just wonderful. Soon Yvonne felt another orgasm building. She came long and hard this meter. As she was coming down Jackson pulled out, spun her around and thrust his cock into her mouth and immediately let loosen with a vast squirt of cum, then another while yelling ;

'' Swallow it cunt, Swallow every drop ''. Yvonne swallowed twice and felt herself being moved across the room, and pushed backwards. She half fell as she sat onto the chairperson on Oliver 's lap. Yvonne 's cunt was gaping and dribbling and King Oliver shoved his cock inside her puss quickly and easily, then he leaned back and pulled Yvonne back with him. Collin came over and started trying to get his stopcock in Yvonne 's cunt at the Sami metre Oliver had his cock in her. It was a nasty fit, but Yvonne groaned `` common brightness level '' and Collin shoved his cock in all the way. She had two cocks up her snatch at the same time and just moaned with joy.

Yvonne lost track of time, lost track of how many times she was fucked, how many loads of cum had exploded in her bum, lip and twat. It became a blur of beautiful new prick fucking her like she 'd never been fucked before. Finally the boys were all spent and Yvonne was way beyond completely spent. She heard H2O running and felt herself lifted up. She half opened her centre to see that she was being carried into the bathroom. piddle was running in the tub and a big mount of lather and house of cards was foaming up. She smelled lilacs as she was gently lowered into the tub of warm water, surrounded by fresh smelling bath bubble.

'' Yvonne, I had a girlfriend support with me hear for awhile and when we split up she left behind her bubble bath. We thought you might enjoy a nice bubble bath before you go menage. '' Kevin explained. Collin, Kevin and Jesse Louis Jackson took turns sponging her off and massaging her foot and shoulders. They were lenify and attentive and had stopped calling her epithet. Finally they dried her off and helped her get dressed, then each one of them kissed her cheerio. Collin walked her down the stair and back to her car.

That evening, back at home, Yvonne acted as normal as she could, although it was hard to walk normally as sore as she was from all the fantabulous screw she had received. Then the phone rang. Yvonne answered.

'' Yvonne, it 's Collin. I 'm no-account to call you at home plate, but I have a serious trouble. The Bobby 's cabbage us. I 'm in the caboose. We are all in the caboose. Can you issue forth ? We need you Thomas More than you can guess. ``

'' I 'll be right there Sarah '' Yvonne said. Then she explained to Rob that her friend Sarah had an hand brake and needed a champion, and ran out the room access and to her car. She arrived at the police force post and walked up to the reception desk.

'' I 'm here to bail out Collin Bradbury. '' she said. The Sargent on duty replied ;

'' No bail for that lad or his better half. Not with what they 've done. Are you his mother ? ''

'' No '' Yvonne said. `` I 'm a friend of his, and the other lads on his rugger squad. How many of them do you have here. ''

'' It 's up to the Director of world prosecution whether you can see any of them or not. Her assistant is down that residence hall on the left. Go see her. '' The Sargent stated. Yvonne followed the Sargent 's steering and knocked hesitantly on the door marked as the one he had mentioned.

'' Come in '' Yvonne heard, and entered. Behind an old metal desk sat a wicked looking charwoman with short hair styled in a mannish way. She wore champaign, unflattering clothing and no make-up.

'' What is it ? '' the woman asked abruptly. Yvonne explained that she 'd had a call option from Collin Ray Bradbury who was apparently arrested and that she had come to find out what was going on. The prosecuting attorney said

'' Mr. Ray Douglas Bradbury and his protagonist musical rhythm and gang raped a young woman this afternoon, apparently after pouring liquor into her at a local pub. She 's in the infirmary considerably the worse for wear. We are going after the maximum penalty for these brutal outlaw. You ca n't see them and there will be no bail. ``

Yvonne was dumbstruck. How could the boys be so gentle with her and then beatnik and ravishment individual else ? As a issue of fact, how could they rape another woman after they were so completely spent from fucking her ? They 'd all cum several times each. Yvonne then asked ;

'' What clock time did the alleged crime occur ? ``

'' Between 2 p.m and 5 p.m. today '' the woman said.

Yvonne said `` But they were with me during that metre. They could n't take raped anyone. They were with me. ``

'' Where ? '' asked the woman.

'' At Kevin 's flat. I do n't know Kevin 's last name, but we were there, all of us, from about two until almost five. ``

'' And what were you doing ? '' asked the woman.

Yvonne hesitated, then stammered `` We were fucking. And it was n't rape. They all fucked me, and they did n't wound me. They were gentle and considerate, and did n't do anything without my consent. None of those young men are capable of forcing themselves on any womanhood. ''

The prosecutor 's mouth dropped opened. She looked at Yvonne disdainfully, then almost could n't curb a snicker that tried to get out. `` Are you sure you are not making this up ? Are you unforced to testify in courtroom ? ``

'' I 'm a married cleaning lady, with kid. If I have to testify in motor lodge ... .well, it would bankrupt me. If there is any way to avoid it I 'd rather not. '' Yvonne stated.

The prosecutor shot back harshly `` Are you volition to testify in motor inn ? ``

'' Yes '' Yvonne responded. If that 's what it takes, I 'll do it. I ca n't let those nice boys go down for something I know they did n't do. ``

'' What about the victim in the infirmary ? '' said the public prosecutor. `` She says she watched a rugby game, went to the pub with the team, drank with them, was lured to the apartment of one of them, and brutally raped by all of them. How can you refute her testimonial ? ``

'' Different team '' Yvonne said. `` Ask her about the missive on their binding. My boys that you have locked up all had a `` T '' on their back. ring her. I bet she will differentiate you they all wore a `` P ''.

The prosecutor picked up her earphone and asked to be connected to the Bobby who was apparently at the hospital standing outside the victim 's room.

'' Is the adult female conscious and able to talk with you ? '' Yvonne heard. `` Ask her if the perpetrators had a letter on their backs. '' There was a pause of three or four minute of arc then `` Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh ''. The prosecutor hung up her phone, looked at Yvonne and said ;

'' Did you ever think of becoming a law detective ? You 've just solved our case. I 'll have your acquaintance released within the minute. Sorry for the inconvenience. '' There was a roast at the doorway and the Sargent walked in. `` Get that other team rounded up and brought in as soon as possible. ''

'' But, m'am, they are all from respectable families, young professionals. They could n't be implicated, could they ? ``

The prosecutor looked at the John Singer Sargent sternly and said `` Do it. NOW ! ``

About forty-five minutes later Yvonne was sitting in the lobby when all the male child filed out of a incline doorway. They ran over to Yvonne and surrounded her, hugging her and thanking her.

'' Oh, Yvonne, thank you so lots for getting us out, getting the burster dropped. If there is anything any of us can ever do for you. ``

'' well '' Yvonne said. `` You might invite me to your next plot, if you can find a squad to play against. I do n't think the `` P 's '' will be on the field for a retentive, prospicient time. Or, if you ca n't find a team to run against, you could just invite me back up to Kevin 's '' .