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 wax five calendar month. Yvonne and Steve went back into the kitchen for a cup of tea and Steve said `` Five months ? Are you really prepare to live here with me for five calendar month ? ''

Yvonne replied `` If you 'll give birth me that long. '' Steve smiled and said `` Back to bed with you before you change your mind. '' Her answer was flippant, `` What 's wrong with the kitchen table ? '' She stood up then sat on the table and leaned back on her elbow allowing Steve 's shirt to fall open exposing her chest. Steve stood and grabbed the waist of her pantie and pulled them off. Just as he was about to dump his cock into her wet, waiting kitty he said

'' Do you mind if I ask you a question ? '' Yvonne replied

'' Ask me anything. '' Steve then said

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

You may want to register the to the full story, `` Yvonne '' by Steve Briton to before reading the following 4th installment. Installments 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and Steve go to Mexico ( Hidden Beach ) '' and `` Yvonne and Steve in Florida ( Haulover and Trapeze ) '' are as yet, unpublished.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 reviews 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 kid every Saturday good afternoon and every Wed 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 comment 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 bruise me. ''

Steve treated Yvonne like a faggot. They played tennis regularly and worked out together at the gym. Yvonne lost every duplicate apothecaries' ounce she had ever gained and soon had the body of a women one-half her age. Steve gave her money to hold her haircloth and nails done. Steve bought lots of nice clothes for Yvonne. Tight sexy gym getup, professional attire to hold out to exercise, a unholy 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 minor thinking she was sold into being a sex slave for five month, she did n't jazz 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 to have 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 occupy about her child 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 fake servitude was due to end Yvonne told Steve `` We have to peach. Steve. I have to say you something, to try to explicate what I have to do. Oh, Steve, you know I love you. You have treated me in force than anyone ever has in my entire life. Maybe I 'm stupid, maybe that 's because you have fucked my brains out so wonderfully well '' she said with a half laugh. `` Oh, Steve ! If it was n't for the children ... dammit. I feel guilty for abandoning my marriage, shamefaced if I abandon you, hangdog if I do n't go back to my old sprightliness as a married woman and mother. I 'm execrable. ''

Steve listened for a retentive 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 life, that she had no option, that she was obligated. Steve reassured her `` Yvonne, I love you. I love you adequate to stay with you forever and I love you enough to let you go. But you have to understand that I ca n't dwell like a yo yo. If you leave me, if you go back to Rob, it 's final examination. I ca n't persist waiting to regain out if it will work out for you and your hubby or not, waiting to find out if you will get 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 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 year and a half before. Yvonne cried all the way dwelling. She parked a block away from her home and dried her eyes and tried to gain her calmness. Finally she slowly drove the close cylinder block, parked, and walked into her house. Rob was at the kitchen tabular array.

'' Hello '' Yvonne said.

Rob replied `` Hi, Yvonne. How are you '' They engaged in belittled talk of the town for a while, but it was as if they were barely acquaintanceship. There was no emotional connection. The kids were out with friends. After a while they turned on the telly and watched some old rerun in silence. The Kid came family and spent a few minutes with Yvonne before going to their rooms to sing with friends and surf the net. Yvonne went through the movement feeling empty and lonely even when Rob and the Kid were in the room. Day after day, week after week Yvonne moved through each day much as the day she returned home. Then one Fri evening the kitchen sink clogged up.

'' Rob, the H2O wo n't go down the sump. It 's clogged. ``

'' Yvonne, you know I 'm not good at home base repair, especially plumbing. Just foretell a pipe fitter '' replied Rob. Yvonne called six pipe fitter before she found one who could hail the next day. When the morrow rolled around Rob was out at his gambler 's anon. meeting and the children were out with friends. The doorbell rang and Yvonne answered to incur a fat, unshaven man in greasy overall with a handsome young man wearing short pants at his side.

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

'' Yes '' Yvonne replied. `` It 's the kitchen cesspool, in here. '' She led them though the theatre to the kitchen. The younger man was carrying a peter box. The older man looked under the sink and grunted.

'' Have at it boy. I 'll be in the truck having a Mary Jane. '' said the previous man as he walked back to the breast door. The younger man put his tool box down and got down on the trading floor. He was not much older than Yvonne 's son, and cute as could be. He had a boylike grin and a dimple in his cheek. He laid on his back and wriggled back under the sink.

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

Yvonne said `` No. I mean, Yes, I have a bucket, you do n't need to go to the truck. '' Yvonne fetched a bucket and passed it to the immature man. His shorts were short and as he wriggled around they rode up and his balls spilled out. He appeared not to notice, so Yvonne said naught. tinker's dam. He had big lump. Yvonne and Rob had tried to construct sleep with a few clock time. It was perfunctory and unsatisfying for Yvonne. She did n't realize how turned on she was until she saw those beautiful young testis 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 utter. `` I 'm just an learner. Mr. metalworker, he 's the master plumber. You will be paying him book rate for this job. He will inspect my work after I am done and then indite you up a bill. I have another two age before I get my certification. '' Yvonne just stared at the young orb hanging out of the Young man 's underdrawers and tried to stop shakiness. She finally excused herself and went off to her bedroom to interchange clothes.

In her bedroom Yvonne ran a brush through her hair and quickly applied some lipstick. She then removed her baggy dungaree and sweat shirt and slipped on her sexy gym rig. The smashed adjustment shorts accentuated her ass and they were poor enough to show a slight bit of ass buttock. She put on a thin storage tank top, no bra and looked into the mirror. He nipples were hard and the thin out top left her clink highly visible. She hurried back into the kitchen, somewhat breathless and flushed. `` I 'm back '' she announced.

The immature man scooted out from under the cesspool, looked up at her and a look of surprise flashed across his physiognomy. His eyes went properly to her titmouse and his rima oris dropped spread out. He stammered `` fountainhead, 'mam, it finished. I 'm afraid that book rate is an time of day and a one-half, and that 's what Mr. Smith will billhook you, even though it took me only twenty minutes to fix it. ''

'' Twenty proceedings ? '' Yvonne said. `` Mr. Smith has probably not even finished his coffin nail. Would you like some tea before you go ? '' The young man smiled an shook his head. Yvonne set about making tea. The young man sat at the kitchen table.

'' My epithet is Collin, 'mam. It is very nice of you to put up me tea. As an apprentice I do all the work, Mr. Ian Smith gets all the money. He keeps me reasonably busy all day. ``

'' You do n't have to call me 'Mam, my name is Yvonne. '' She smiled at him, then poured the hot H2O into the tea timpani. She took two cupful and two dish antenna out of the cabinet and walked behind Collin, then reached over him to invest his cup in front line of him, brushing her left tit across his right shoulder. The electricity ran from her nipple heterosexual to her clit. She could scarcely believe what she was doing. She brought the tea kettle over to the table and again, as she passed behind Collin she leaned against his back and dragged her tit across his shoulder. Her tank car top had fairly thin shoulder strap and very large arm hollow. As Yvonne moved around the table and bent grass 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 kettle of fish of her tank top. Collin thought she was the sexiest MILF he 'd ever seen.

Yvonne sat down opposite Collin and they engaged in minuscule talk of the town. She asked him about his workplace and what he did besides 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 ascertain rugby ? '' Yvonne asked.

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

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

'' No, `` ma ... Yvonne. Not exactly. I mean, we have a squad, but it 's not formal. It 's just some of my mates. We call ourselves the `` T '' for tradesman and we play against another informal squad called the the `` P 's '' because they all went to public schoolhouse and university. Me and my Ilex paraguariensis, we are all shopkeeper and apprentices, working guy cable. The `` T 's '' they are mostly professionals, barristers, designer, 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 amount cheer for us sometime ? And after the plot, we all go to the pub where the losing team buys a round for the winning team. Would you like that ? ''

Yvonne said `` Yes. I think I would care that. Can you kick in me your routine so I can call you beforehand to work for sure I have the time and berth right ? '' She got up and got a pencil and paper and and once Sir Thomas More, leaned over his shoulder from behind pressing her teat into his backrest, she placed the paper in front of him on the table as she spoke softly into his ear. `` Hear you go, just save it there for me. OK. ? ``

Collin reached back behind him and ran his hired man down the outside of Yvonne 's leg, then back up, slowly and gradually moving his had from the outside of her leg to the inside of her thigh. Yvonne trembled just a little, than gasped an almost unhearable pant as Collin 's hand reached her hot, wet crotch. Then she whispered into Collin 's ear wetly `` Your destination too. '' as she licked his ear and then gently bit it. By this clip Yvonne was almost completely out of ascendance. She pulled Collin 's chair away from the table, moved around to look him, then straddled him and sat on his lap facing him. She kissed him, open mouthed, and started grinding her pussy against his stone heavy cock. She reached down and unbuttoned the one release at the top of Collin 's shorts, worked his zipper down, and got his cock out. Yvonne 's pussy was throbbing as she pulled her shorts aside and grabbed Collins dick and stuck in herself. She was moving up and down on Collin 's putz as Collin pulled her tank top up and over her head word. He tossed it across the kitchen and started sucking her entrust tit. They were both in a frenzy.

Collin stood up with Yvonne impaled on his cock, then sat her down on the kitchen table, laid her back, and spread her legs all-embracing, all the time never taking his cock out of her or missing a CVA. As Collin stood rapidly fucking Yvonne, her laid back on the kitchen tabular array, legs spread, she screamed `` Oh, Steve, fuck me ! '' Horrified Yvonne realize what she 'd said. She had called Collin Steve. Had he heard ? Did he care ? Collin just kept pounding away like a jack hammer. Yvonne got back into the calendar method and felt her sexual climax building. Collin had his mouth on hers again and she thrust her knife 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 first 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 floor where it mingled with the juices spilling out of her thoroughly fucked cunt. Collin 's short were around his ankles. He pulled them up, stuffing his tool back away. Yvonne just lay there on the kitchen board, smiling wickedly.

'' well, 'mam. I think I 've taken care of your plumbing problem, at least for the time being. I better go get Mr. smith so he can sign off on it. '' Collin said. `` You have my turn, so you can call 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 cesspit, then handed her a bill which Yvonne paid in immediate payment. An hour or so later Rob returned home.

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

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

Dominicus after breakfast Yvonne said to Rob and the children `` It 's a lovely day. Let 's all go do something outdoors. '' Rob groaned with a pained expression on his face. The kids just gave her `` The face '' that kids kick in whenever their parents suggest anything that takes them away from their friends. Yvonne then said ;

'' Well, it 's just too overnice a day to ride out home base and watch the telly. I 'm going out. '' She washed the sweetheart and took a rain shower, carefully dressing in her sexy gym rig, then putting on her loose-fitting sudor courting over top of her gym suit. As she left the house she said brassy enough for all to find out her

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

Once in the car Yvonne looked at the piece of paper on which Collin had scrawled his address and telephone numbers pool. She thought about calling, then decided to just show up at the park. After she parked she removed the baggy workout suit and exited the car wearing her sexy gym outfit, but with a mutation bra under the tank top. She found her way to the domain where the amateurs play rugby. Out on the study were two groups of young men. One chemical group wore uniforms, well at least matching shirts, atomic number 79 and blue and emblazoned with a great `` P '' professionally embroidered on the backrest. The early group of young men wore a hodgepodge of ragged blue jean, shorts, work rush, beat up stool pigeon, sweat shirts and T shirts. Each had a bombastic `` T '' on the rear of his shirt, painted on on perhaps scrawled on with a magic marker. The `` P 's '' all had expensive haircuts, and were either plum shaven or had neatly trimmed moustache. The `` T 's '' had scraggly byssus or 3 day growths, longish hair and a rather ragamuffin show. Yvonne sat down and listened to the banter.

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

'' Fook you, rich, spoiled cocksucker '' responded a T. The banter went back and forth as they kicked the nut around. After a while it became apparent that the T 's were not really bitter or hateful, just playful. The P 's, on the other hand, really were foul at times, spiteful and seemed to actually be rape pricks. Finally an elderly man wearing a stripped shirt showed up. The side of meat squared off, and the game began in earnest. The P 's passed the testis back and Forth River to each early, kicking it swiftly in a organize and practiced manner. The T 's were more like a mob, yelling and charging. The P 's had diplomacy, the T 's bestial strength and decision, they charged like a mob of maniacs. Up and down the airfield the lump was kicked. Now and then one team or the early scored a goal. It was amazing how the brute strength of the T 's and the skill 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 stimulate 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 residual of his team to Yvonne as they headed for the pub. There was lav the lineman, William who ran a hind hoe, Syd, the welder, Oliver, Ellis, Joey and Jackson. She missed exactly what some of them did. They were all dear looking young men, scraggly but masculine and ruggedly liberal. They walked to the pub together as Yvonne got to know all the the boys 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 putz 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, unruly 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 experience the glowing.

One of the guys said `` OK son. Let 's all go up to Kevin 's. He has a bottle of Scotch 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 succeeding week. ''

Some of the other cat laughed at him and called him `` PW 'd. ''

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

A few blocking later they entered an older edifice and walked up four flying of stairs to Kevin 's flat tire. It was a pocket-size flat, not luxurious at all. The decor included a dart board, bow and arrows, and a gravid prize bearing Kevin 's gens and the name of the shoal he had attended along with the year of the award. A niggling quick arithmetic in her foreland told Yvonne that Kevin could n't be more than two or three years quondam 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 thrashing around the bush, can I just say what I want without you getting made at me ? ''

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

Collin put his lip 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 lick and a pick on her earlobe. Yvonne 's human knee got imperfect 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 ally ? Can they watch ? Can they get in on the natural action too ? They all think you are a sexy MILF. ``

Yvonne was rapidly losing all control, and Collin had n't even match her other than a little piece on her ear. She looked around the room. All heart were on her. She smiled and said `` You boys wo n't ache me, will you ? ''

Collin spoke for the group ; `` Just give us the color of your dealings luminosity. If you say 'red light'we will block up whatever we are doing, I promise. You say yellowness light, we will slow it down and take it easy. OK ? ``

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

'' I 'm going to have sex this hussy in the bum ! ''

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

'' Talk dirty to me. I 'm a matrimonial cleaning lady, old enough to be the mother each and every one of you, and I want you all to do it me. shtup my mentality out. That makes me a slut, so holler me a slut. ``

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

Yvonne shook her headland and said ;

'' DP ? '' The boys stripped her. Their hand were all over her as they sucked her tits, fingered her kitty-cat and ass, kissed her, French kissed her. somebody 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 shaft into her gaping dribbling cunt 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 stopcock into her taut bumhole.

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

'' yellowness. yellowed light ! ``

Syd was still, then he slowly eased his cock out an inch, then back in the like profundity as before. Out again slowly, then in just a little 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 bass. Joey started thrusting in her pussy and Syd plunged in and out of her bum. Ellis had his pecker in Yvonne 's look from her left. He said ;

'' Suck it you petty son of a bitch. '' She sucked and slurped until she realized there was a putz on her right. It was Oliver. Oliver said ;

'' I want to sleep with your face. Is that OK, squawk ? '' Yvonne mumbled in the affirmative again. She held Ellis'cock in her pass on deal 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, gummy cum. When he was done he pulled out. Joey came in her bitch and Yvonne came with him. It was her first orgasm of the day and although not overcome, it was good enough and she looked forward to several more powerful orgasms as the untested 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 Glenda Jackson entered her from arse, thrusting his dick into her pussy dog expressive style. 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 cock was just wonderful. Soon Yvonne felt another orgasm construction. She came long and hard this prison term. As she was coming down Andrew Jackson pulled out, spun her around and hurl his stopcock into her mouth and immediately let promiscuous with a huge squirt of cum, then another while yelling ;

'' Swallow it bitch, sup every drop ''. Yvonne swallowed twice and felt herself being moved across the room, and pushed backwards. She one-half fell as she sat onto the chair on Oliver 's lap. Yvonne 's cunt was gaping and dribbling and King Oliver shoved his turncock inside her twat 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 same meter King Oliver had his prick in her. It was a tight fit, but Yvonne groaned `` Green light '' and Collin shoved his cock in all the way. She had two peter up her cunt at the Same time and just moaned with joy.

Yvonne lost track of clip, lost runway of how many times she was fucked, how many rafts of cum had exploded in her bum, mouth and snatch. It became a blur of beautiful young cocks fucking her like she 'd never been fucked before. Finally the son were all spent and Yvonne was way beyond completely spent. She heard water running and felt herself lifted up. She half opened her eyes to see that she was being carried into the can. Water was running in the tub and a big mount of soapsuds and bubble was foaming up. She smelled lilacs as she was gently lowered into the tub of lovesome water, surrounded by angelic smelling bath bubbles.

'' Yvonne, I had a girlfriend living with me hear for awhile and when we split up she left behind her house of cards bath. We thought you might enjoy a nice burble bathtub before you go home. '' Kevin explained. Collin, Kevin and Jackson took turns sponging her off and massaging her feet and shoulders. They were gentle and attentive and had stopped calling her gens. Finally they dried her off and helped her get dressed, then each one of them kissed her adios. Collin walked her down the step and back to her car.

That eventide, back at family, Yvonne acted as rule as she could, although it was unmanageable to walk normally as sore as she was from all the splendid ass she had received. Then the phone rang. Yvonne answered.

'' Yvonne, it 's Collin. I 'm dismal to call you at rest home, but I have a serious problem. The Bobby 's pinched us. I 'm in the galley. We are all in the cabin car. Can you fall ? We need you more than you can imagine. ``

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

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

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

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

'' It 's up to the Director of Public Prosecutions whether you can see any of them or not. Her supporter is down that Hall on the left. Go see her. '' The John Singer Sargent stated. Yvonne followed the Sargent 's directions and knocked hesitantly on the threshold marked as the one he had mentioned.

'' Come in '' Yvonne heard, and entered. Behind an old metal desk sat a severe looking char with dead pilus styled in a mannish manner. She wore plain, unflattering habiliment and no make-up.

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

'' Mr. Bradbury and his champion pulsation and gang raped a Pres Young char this afternoon, apparently after pouring liquor into her at a local pub. She 's in the hospital considerably the worse for vesture. 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 beat and Brassica napus soul else ? As a topic of fact, how could they rape another woman after they were so completely spent from fucking her ? They 'd all cum various clip each. Yvonne then asked ;

'' What metre did the alleged criminal offence occur ? ``

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

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

'' Where ? '' asked the woman.

'' At Kevin 's level. I do n't eff Kevin 's last epithet, 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 ache me. They were ennoble and considerate, and did n't do anything without my consent. None of those untested men are capable of forcing themselves on any womanhood. ''

The prosecutor 's lip dropped open. She looked at Yvonne disdainfully, then almost could n't control a snigger that tried to get out. `` Are you for sure you are not making this up ? Are you volition to testify in court of justice ? ``

'' I 'm a marital woman, with nipper. If I have to testify in court ... .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 take the stand in lawcourt ? ``

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

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

'' Different squad '' Yvonne said. `` Ask her about the missive on their backrest. My boys that you have locked up all had a `` T '' on their spine. call in her. I bet she will narrate 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 woman conscious and capable to speak with you ? '' Yvonne heard. `` Ask her if the perpetrators had a letter on their backs. '' There was a suspension of three or four minutes then `` Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh ''. The public prosecutor hung up her phone, looked at Yvonne and said ;

'' Did you ever think of becoming a police detective ? You 've just solved our case. I 'll have your friends released within the hour. Sorry for the inconvenience. '' There was a knock at the threshold 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 sizable crime syndicate, Young professionals. They could n't be implicated, could they ? ``

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

About forty-five proceedings later Yvonne was sitting in the vestibule when all the boys filed out of a English room access. They ran over to Yvonne and surrounded her, hugging her and thanking her.

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

'' well '' Yvonne said. `` You might take in me to your next game, if you can line up a team to represent against. I do n't think the `` P 's '' will be on the field for a yearn, long meter. Or, if you ca n't observe a squad to play against, you could just invite me back up to Kevin 's '' .