We left off the first story 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 wide-cut five months. Yvonne and Steve went back into the kitchen for a cup of tea and Steve said `` Five calendar month ? Are you really prepare to populate here with me for five month ? ''

Yvonne replied `` If you 'll cause me that long. '' Steve smiled and said `` Back to bed with you before you change your mind. '' Her reply was light-minded, `` What 's wrong with the kitchen mesa ? '' She stood up then sat on the table and leaned back on her elbow joint allowing Steve 's shirt to settle open exposing her breasts. 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 beware if I ask you a question ? '' Yvonne replied

'' Ask me anything. '' Steve then said

'' Have you ever posted pornographic fib on the internet ? ''

You may want to read the wide narrative, `` Yvonne '' by Steve Briton to before reading the following fourth part installment. episode two and three ( `` Yvonne and Steve go to Mexico ( Hidden Beach ) '' and `` Yvonne and Steve in Florida ( Haulover and Trapeze ) '' are as yet, unpublished. If revaluation of the following are golden, I 'll put up them.

The five calendar month flew by. Yvonne kept her job at the power and saw her children every Saturday 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 verbalize with Rob she tormented him with penetrative 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 peter 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 extra ounce she had ever gained and soon had the body of a adult female half her age. Steve gave her money to receive her hair and nails done. Steve bought deal of dainty clothes for Yvonne. Tight sexy gym kit, professional garb to fall apart to exercise, 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 to the lowest degree three ( or Sir Thomas More ) orgasms. As the five calendar month neared its end Yvonne wrestled with what to do. With Rob and the kids thinking she was sold into being a sex hard worker for five months, she did n't recognize how to `` truthalize '' her story. How could she explain to the kidskin that she was voluntarily living with a man who she loved ? A man who had paid £200,000 for the right wing to suffer her as his sex hard worker for one day and then set her free with no responsibility ? That she had stayed with Steve because it was what she wanted to do. Yvonne worried about her kid 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 back together.

Finally, the day her sham servitude was due to end Yvonne told Steve `` We have to talk. Steve. I have to evidence you something, to try to excuse 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 brains out so wonderfully well '' she said with a one-half laugh. `` Oh, Steve ! If it was n't for the children ... dammit. I feel hangdog for abandoning my man and wife, hangdog if I abandon you, shamefaced if I do n't go back to my old life as a wife and mother. I 'm low. ''

Steve listened for a long meter 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 sprightliness, that she had no choice, that she was obligated. Steve reassured her `` Yvonne, I love you. I love you adequate to stick around with you forever and I love you enough to let you go. But you have to empathize that I ca n't experience like a yo yo. If you leave me, if you go back to Rob, it 's final. I ca n't endure waiting to encounter out if it will exploit out for you and your hubby or not, waiting to line up out if you will come back to me. If you leave, it 's over. ''

Yvonne cried and cried. Steve held her gently in his weapon, then he kissed her on the forehead 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 yr and a half before. Yvonne cried all the way home plate. She parked a mental block away from her home and dried her eyes and tried to gain her composure. Finally she slowly drove the final stage block, parked, and walked into her house. Rob was at the kitchen table.

'' Hello '' Yvonne said.

Rob replied `` Hi, Yvonne. How are you '' They engaged in small public lecture for a while, but it was as if they were barely conversancy. There was no emotional connection. The shaver were out with friend. After a while they turned on the telly and watched some old rerun in silence. The child came dwelling and spent a few moment with Yvonne before going to their rooms to talk with friends and surfboard the net. Yvonne went through the motions feeling empty and lonely even when Rob and the kids were in the room. Day after day, week after week Yvonne moved through each day much as the day she returned home. Then one Friday evening the kitchen sink clogged up.

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

'' Yvonne, you know I 'm not thoroughly at abode mending, especially plumbing. Just shout out a plumber '' replied Rob. Yvonne called six plumbers before she found one who could come the side by side day. When the morrow rolled around Rob was out at his gambler 's anonymous meeting and the children were out with protagonist. The doorbell rang and Yvonne answered to find a fat, unshaven man in oleaginous overalls with a handsome young man wearing shorts at his side.

'' You called for a pipe fitter, 'mam ? ''

'' Yes '' Yvonne replied. `` It 's the kitchen cesspool, in here. '' She led them though the family to the kitchen. The younger man was carrying a tool box. The elder man looked under the sinkhole and grunted.

'' Have at it boy. I 'll be in the hand truck having a smoke. '' said the older man as he walked back to the strawman threshold. The new man put his creature box down and got down on the floor. He was not much sure-enough than Yvonne 's son, and cute as could be. He had a boylike grinning and a dimple in his buttock. He laid on his backbone and wriggled back under the sink.

'' Do you take in 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 bucket and passed it to the young man. His short pants were poor and as he wriggled around they rode up and his balls spilled out. He appeared not to notice, so Yvonne said nothing. red cent. He had big nut. Yvonne and Rob had tried to relieve oneself lie with a few clip. It was perfunctory and unsatisfying for Yvonne. She did n't realize how aroused she was until she saw those beautiful young bollock hanging out of the leg of the shorts of the young pipe fitter. Yvonne was speechless. She just looked, and licked her lips.

The plumber started to blab. `` I 'm just an prentice. Mr. Smith, he 's the master plumber. You will be paying him leger rate for this job. He will scrutinize my study after I am done and then pen you up a bill. I have another two long time before I get my certification. '' Yvonne just stared at the Lester Willis Young clump hanging out of the youth man 's shorts and tried to stop shaking. She finally excused herself and went off to her bedroom to change clothes.

In her sleeping accommodation Yvonne ran a brush through her hair and quickly applied some lipstick. She then removed her baggy denim and exertion shirt and slipped on her aphrodisiac gym outfit. The tight fitting short accentuated her ass and they were poor enough to show a little bit of ass cheek. She put on a tenuous tank top, no bra and looked into the mirror. He nipples were heavy and the thin top left her clink highly seeable. She hurried back into the kitchen, somewhat breathless and flushed. `` I 'm back '' she announced.

The Thomas Young man scooted out from under the sink, looked up at her and a look of surprisal flashed across his imprimatur. His eyes went redress to her tits and his mouth dropped open. He stammered `` Well, 'mam, it finished. I 'm afraid that account book rate is an minute and a one-half, and that 's what Mr. Kate Smith will bill you, even though it took me only twenty minutes to fix it. ''

'' twenty proceedings ? '' Yvonne said. `` Mr. metalworker has probably not even finished his cigarette. Would you like some tea before you go ? '' The unseasoned man smiled an shook his question. Yvonne set about making tea. The Loretta Young man sat at the kitchen table.

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

'' You do n't have to phone me 'Mam, my epithet is Yvonne. '' She smiled at him, then poured the hot pee into the tea tympani. She took two loving cup and two saucers out of the storage locker and walked behind Collin, then reached over him to site his cup in front of him, brushing her left tit across his properly shoulder. The electricity ran from her nipple straight to her clit. She could scarcely believe what she was doing. She brought the tea kettle over to the mesa and again, as she passed behind Collin she leaned against his back and dragged her nipple across his berm. Her tank top had fairly tenuous straps and very large arm maw. As Yvonne moved around the tabular array and knack over to pour tea into her own cup she was standing somewhat sideways to Collin. He had a view of the side her left tit through the arm hollow of her cooler top. Collin thought she was the sexiest MILF he 'd ever seen.

Yvonne sat down opposite Collin and they engaged in little talk. She asked him about his work and what he did besides study 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 see rugby ? '' Yvonne asked.

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

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

'' No, `` ma ... Yvonne. Not exactly. I mean, we have a squad, but it 's not schematic. It 's just some of my match. We call ourselves the `` T '' for Tradesmen and we play against another informal team called the the `` P 's '' because they all went to public shoal and university. Me and my match, we are all market keeper and learner, working guys. The `` T 's '' they are mostly professional person, barristers, architects, you know, guys who do n't sweat or get dirty at body of work. We meet Sundays at the park unless it rains. Why do n't you come cheer for us sometime ? And after the biz, 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 wish that. Can you chip in me your numeral so I can cry you beforehand to ca-ca sure I have the clock time and station right ? '' She got up and got a pencil and paper and and once more, leaned over his shoulder from behind pressing her nipple into his backbone, 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 exterior of her leg to the interior of her second joint. Yvonne trembled just a little, than gasped an almost inaudible gasp as Collin 's hand reached her hot, wet genitalia. 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 ascendance. She pulled Collin 's chair away from the table, 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 severe cock. She reached down and unbuttoned the one button at the top of Collin 's short pants, worked his zipper down, and got his hammer 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 head. He tossed it across the kitchen and started sucking her left tit. They were both in a fury.

Collin stood up with Yvonne impaled on his cock, then sat her down on the kitchen table, laid her back, and spread her legs full, all the meter never taking his putz out of her or missing a stroke. As Collin stood rapidly fucking Yvonne, her laid back on the kitchen table, legs bed covering, she screamed `` Oh, Steve, fuck me ! '' Horrified Yvonne actualize what she 'd said. She had called Collin Steve. Had he heard ? Did he worry ? Collin just kept pounding away like a gob hammer. Yvonne got back into the beat and felt her coming building. Collin had his mouthpiece on hers again and she thrust her tongue out. Collin then gave Yvonne his tongue which she sucked into her back talk. Collin 's step 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 number 1 good orgasm since leaving Steve. Collin 's pace slowed. They were both winded. Collin pulled out slowly, dribbling the in conclusion of his cum on the floor where it mingled with the juice spilling out of her thoroughly fucked cunt. Collin 's short pants were around his articulatio talocruralis. He pulled them up, stuffing his cock back away. Yvonne just lay there on the kitchen mesa, smiling wickedly.

'' wellspring, 'mam. I think I 've taken care of your plumbing trouble, at least for the time being. I in effect go get Mr. Smith so he can sign off on it. '' Collin said. `` You have my number, so you can call off me if you need anything again. '' He smiled, picked up his tool case and walked out. Yvonne ran back into her bedroom and changed quickly back into the clothes she had worn before the pipe fitter arrived. Smith came back in without Collin and glanced under the kitchen sink, then handed her a broadsheet which Yvonne paid in hard cash. An hour or so later Rob returned home.

'' Did the plumber get here ? '' Rob asked.

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

Dominicus after breakfast Yvonne said to Rob and the children `` It 's a lovely day. Let 's all go do something open air. '' Rob groaned with a ail expression on his case. The fry just gave her `` The look '' that kids give whenever their parents suggest anything that takes them away from their friends. Yvonne then said ;

'' Well, it 's just too decent a day to stay home plate and watch the telly. I 'm going out. '' She washed the looker and took a shower, carefully dressing in her aphrodisiacal gym outfit, then putting on her baggy sweat suit over top of her gym suit. As she left the house she said tawdry enough for all to hear her

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

Once in the car Yvonne looked at the part of paper on which Collin had scrawled his address and telephone bit. She thought about calling, then decided to just bear witness up at the Park. After she parked she removed the baggy sweats and exited the car wearing her sexiest gym kit, but with a sports bra under the tank top. She found her way to the surface area where the amateurs play rugby. Out on the sphere were two radical of young men. One group wore uniforms, well at to the lowest degree matching shirts, Au and blue and emblazoned with a turgid `` P '' professionally embroidered on the back. The other mathematical group of Pres Young men wore a hodgepodge of ragged blue jean, shorts, body of work boots, beat up sneak, swither shirts and T shirts. Each had a large `` T '' on the book binding of his shirt, painted on on perhaps scrawled on with a conjuring trick marker. The `` P 's '' all had expensive haircuts, and were either clean and jerk shaven or had neatly trimmed mustache. The `` T 's '' had scraggly whiskers or 3 day growths, longish hair and a rather ragamuffin appearance. Yvonne sat down and listened to the banter.

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

'' Fook you, plenteous, spoiled prick '' responded a T. The banter went back and Forth as they kicked the orchis around. After a patch it became manifest that the T 's were not really bitter or hateful, just playful. The P 's, on the former deal, really were nasty at times, spiteful and seemed to actually be spoiled dent. Finally an elder man wearing a stripped shirt showed up. The sides 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 coordinated and apply personal manner. The T 's were more like a mob, yelling and charging. The P 's had discreetness, the T 's brute strength and determination, they charged like a mob of maniac. Up and down the field the orchis was kicked. Now and then one team or the other scored a goal. It was amazing how the brutish military strength of the T 's and the acquirement and proficiency of the P 's balanced out. They were nearly equal. Finally, at the end, the T 's had won by a goal.

Collin came over to Yvonne and and said `` So glad you could make water 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 lavatory the linesman, William who ran a back hoe, Syd, the welder, Oliver, Ellis, Joey and Andrew Jackson. She missed exactly what some of them did. They were all good looking untested men, scraggly but masculine and ruggedly well-favored. They walked to the pub together as Yvonne got to know all the the boy a bit. She whispered to Collin `` Do they all know ? '' Collin shook his head. Yvonne thought she should be embarrassed, but she was n't. She just wanted to get Collin 's pecker back inside her, and really did n't care 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, boisterous and having fun. More drinks were bought and everyone got a bit drunk. Yvonne was not as inebriate as she was acting, but she could palpate the glow.

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

'' You bet ! '' replied Yvonne.

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

Some of the early hombre laughed at him and called him `` PW 'd. ''

Collin explained to Yvonne `` john is married and his wife 's expectin'a baby. He 's tryin'to be a in force husband. ``

A few blocking later they entered an older building and walked up four flights of stair to Kevin 's flat. It was a modest flat, not luxurious at all. The decor included a dart circuit board, bow and pointer, and a large trophy heading Kevin 's name and the name of the schooltime he had attended along with the year of the honor. A petty quick arithmetic in her head told Yvonne that Kevin could n't be More than two or three yr 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 trouncing around the chaparral, 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 slug and a piece on her earlobe. Yvonne 's knee joint 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 friends ? Can they watch ? Can they get in on the action too ? They all think you are a sexy MILF. ``

Yvonne was rapidly losing all control, and Collin had n't even touched her other than a slight nybble on her ear. She looked around the room. All eyes were on her. She smiled and said `` You boys wo n't wound me, will you ? ''

Collin spoke for the radical ; `` Just give us the vividness of your dealings lighting. If you say 'red light'we will bar whatever we are doing, I promise. You say yellow light, we will slow it down and take it easy. OK ? ``

Yvonne, looking around the way from brass to face said rather loudly `` K ignitor ! '' The young men gatherer around her and began undressing her, feeling her up. Syd said

'' I 'm going to eff 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 sing dirty to her. Yvonne ? ''

'' talking 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 it away me. Fuck my genius out. That makes me a slut, so call me a slut. ``

Syd said `` Can I roll in the hay you in the ass, slut ? ``

Yvonne shook her head and said ;

'' DP ? '' The boys stripped her. Their hands were all over her as they sucked her tits, fingered her pussy and ass, kissed her, Daniel Chester French kissed her. individual thrust a cock in Yvonne 's face. She grabbed it and started sucking for all she was worth. Joey picked her up and carried her to an arm chair and sat down with Yvonne on his lap facing him and thrust his cock into her gaping dribbling puss as he leaned back and reclined the chair. This gave Syd a consummate opportunity to fuck her in the bum, but he could n't get his cock into her tight bumhole.

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

'' yellowness. yellowness luminousness ! ``

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

'' OK ? '' He asked. Yvonne grunted in the affirmative. Gradually Syd worked his way in until he had his cock all they way up Yvonne 's bum hole, balls deep. Joey started thrusting in her slit and Syd plunged in and out of her bum. Ellis had his cock in Yvonne 's aspect from her left wing. He said ;

'' Suck it you picayune motherfucker. '' She sucked and slurped until she realized there was a prick on her right field. It was Oliver. Oliver said ;

'' I want to fuck your face. Is that OK, bitch ? '' Yvonne mumbled in the approving again. She held Ellis'cock in her result hand and jerked it as she sucked Ellis'cock for all she was worth. She felt Syd explode in her bum filling her anal cavity with his hot, sticky cum. When he was done he pulled out. Joey came in her snatch and Yvonne came with him. It was her first orgasm of the day and although not overwhelming, it was good enough and she looked forward to various more brawny orgasms as the young met fucked every which way. When Joey was done she felt herself being lifted off of him. Kevin and Oliver bent her over the sofa and Glenda Jackson entered her from arse, thrusting his cock into her purulent dog style. Stonewall Jackson 's cock was a lot bigger than any of the others. Yvonne was glad he was n't the one who had fucked her in the bum.

Jackson 's big pecker was just tremendous. Soon Yvonne felt another orgasm building. She came long and hard this time. As she was coming down Andrew Jackson pulled out, whirl her around and thrust his peter into her rima oris and immediately let loose with a Brobdingnagian squirt of cum, then another while yelling ;

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

Yvonne lost track of time, lost track of how many times she was fucked, how many lading of cum had exploded in her bum, mouth and cunt. It became a fuzz of beautiful young cocks fucking her like she 'd never been fucked before. Finally the male child were all spent and Yvonne was way beyond completely spent. She heard water running and felt herself lifted up. She half opened her oculus to see that she was being carried into the lav. Water was running in the tub and a big climb of suds and bubbles was foaming up. She smelled lilacs as she was gently lowered into the tub of warm piddle, surrounded by sweet smelling bathroom bubbles.

'' Yvonne, I had a girlfriend living 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 dwelling. '' Kevin explained. Collin, Kevin and Mahalia Jackson took turns sponging her off and massaging her feet and shoulders. They were gentle 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 arrivederci. Collin walked her down the stair and back to her car.

That evening, back at home, Yvonne acted as formula as she could, although it was difficult to walk normally as sore as she was from all the excellent piece of tail she had received. Then the telephone set rang. Yvonne answered.

'' Yvonne, it 's Collin. I 'm sorry to call you at home, but I have a serious problem. The Bobby 's pinched us. I 'm in the caboose. We are all in the caboose. Can you occur ? We need you to a greater extent than you can imagine. ``

'' I 'll be right there Sarah '' Yvonne said. Then she explained to Rob that her Quaker Sarah had an emergency and needed a supporter, and ran out the door and to her car. She arrived at the police station and walked up to the response desk.

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

'' No bail for that lad or his Ilex paraguariensis. Not with what they 've done. Are you his female parent ? ''

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

'' It 's up to the Director of world criminal prosecution whether you can see any of them or not. Her assistant is down that manor hall on the left. Go see her. '' The Sargent stated. Yvonne followed the Sargent 's directions 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 spartan looking char with shortly pilus styled in a mannish style. She wore plain, unflattering article of clothing and no make-up.

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

'' Mr. Bradbury and his Friend beat and crowd raped a Loretta Young woman this good afternoon, apparently after pouring booze into her at a local pub. She 's in the hospital considerably the worse for habiliment. We are going after the maximal penalty for these brutal criminals. You ca n't see them and there will be no bond. ``

Yvonne was dumbstruck. How could the boys be so assuage with her and then beat and ravishment someone else ? As a topic of fact, how could they rape another char after they were so completely spent from fucking her ? They 'd all cum several multiplication each. Yvonne then asked ;

'' What time did the alleged law-breaking occur ? ``

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

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

'' Where ? '' asked the woman.

'' At Kevin 's flat. I do n't have a go at it Kevin 's last gens, 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 hurt me. They were aristocratical and considerate, and did n't do anything without my consent. None of those immature men are capable of forcing themselves on any adult female. ''

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

'' I 'm a marital woman, with children. If I have to testify in courtyard ... .well, it would ruin me. If there is any way to avoid it I 'd rather not. '' Yvonne stated.

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

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

'' What about the dupe in the hospital ? '' said the prosecutor. `` She says she watched a rugby football 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 testimony ? ``

'' Different team '' Yvonne said. `` Ask her about the letter on their book binding. My male child that you have locked up all had a `` T '' on their spinal column. send for her. I bet she will tell you they all wore a `` P ''.

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

'' Is the fair sex conscious and able to verbalise with you ? '' Yvonne heard. `` Ask her if the perpetrator had a letter on their dorsum. '' 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 police detective ? You 've just solved our subject. I 'll consume your admirer released within the hour. Sorry for the troublesomeness. '' There was a knock at the room access and the John Singer Sargent walked in. `` Get that other team rounded up and brought in as soon as possible. ''

'' But, m'am, they are all from tidy kinfolk, youth master. They could n't be implicated, could they ? ``

The prosecuting attorney looked at the Sargent sternly and said `` Do it. NOW ! ``

About forty-five instant later Yvonne was sitting in the lobby when all the male child filed out of a slope door. 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. ``

'' wellspring '' Yvonne said. `` You might bid me to your side by side biz, if you can find a team to play against. I do n't think the `` P 's '' will be on the field for a long, recollective time. Or, if you ca n't find a team to play against, you could just ask round me back up to Kevin 's '' .