I look to Brady to make sure he's ok with it. I don't want to make things awkward.“Sure, go ahead.” Brady replies. I give him a kiss.“So, Brady is a little intense?” He remarks.“I don’t think so.” I reply.“Ah love is blind. How long have you known him?” He asks.“Long enough.” I reply. I keep my answers short.“So, what was it about him that made you want to be with him?” He asks.Fine if he wants to play this out, I will. But he’s not going to like what I have to say. He needs to get over himself. I have been noticing how he looks down his nose at Brady when he thinks I’m not looking. I’m not stupid, I just don’t want to deal with the drama.“Honestly? His hot sexy body made me notice him. Then once I got to know him it was the person he is. He’s smart, loyal, real, we just connect on every level. I’ve never felt for anyone else a fraction of what I feel for him.” I explain.“So, what kind of background does he have?” He asks.“Look, I love Brady. I know him. I don't care if he c
I can't believe he went to my parents! He just crossed the line! That rat bastard!“Hey what did your mom want.” Brady asks.“I'll tell you in a minute. Right now, I have a confrontation to do.” I reply.“Jim! Jim!!” I holler.“You bellowed?” He laughs.“You have over stepped your boundary. You went and told my parents about Brady moving in before I could?” I demand.“It just came up in conversation. I didn’t know it was a secret.” He replies.“He just moved in, I hadn't had time to talk to mom and dad. Dad is at a convention and mom is in a high-profile case. I could barely get 10 minutes on the phone. Yet you call them for what purpose?” I demand.“Ah. ...ah.” He stutters.“Save it. I know what you're up to. You know I’m very smart. Very intuitive. So just stop now. You and me are not ever happening so get it through your head! Even if me and Brady weren’t together, there would NEVER be a me and you!” I retort.“What's going on?” Tammy replies as she enters the room.“Nothing now!”
“Someday if you'll have me, I’m gonna marry you.” He whispers.And he's out again. What the hell is going onwith him? And marry? When he said that I got butterflies. Just like when we first kissed. Just like the first time we made love. I do want to marry him. Not now, but in the future. Tomorrow is Thursday. I skip classes as I'm waiting for him to wake up.“Shit I feel like hell!” Brady groans.“Good! You deserve to for putting me through that last night! I was worried sick.” I retort.“Here, water and Tylenol.” I offer.“I don't deserve you.” He mutters.“Bullshit. I won’t hear that kind of talk, ever! I'm going to take a shower then we talk.” I order.I’m in the shower just finishing up when the shower door opens. Brady steps in and wraps his arms around me. My back to his front. He leans close to my ear.“Whatever happens please remember I love you and only you. I would never cheat on you ever.” He whispers.“I know that. I trust and believe in you. What's going on you're scaring
We go to meet with the dean and Professor. Me and Brady are sitting and waiting for them to read the proposal. It was to allow us to try his case here at the University. With the Professor sitting in as judge and jury. And his findings would stand. If I won then Brady's record would be cleared and this sealed against the public and bar association. If I lost and he was proven guilty he would leave college and not apply for his law degree. It's a risky move. But I know he's innocent. There has to be a way to prove it. And you can't prove a lie, right?!“I have to say well done Miss Miller. I can't say I’m surprised. You are my top student. But are you sure you want to switch sides?” Professor asks.“Sir, I believe it was you who is always telling us to get in the mind of your competition? What better way than for me to learn firsthand and being in their actual shoes?” I ask.“Very valid point. And Mr. Thomas. You stand to lose the most here. Are you comfortable with your girlfriend
“You've been concentrating for hours.” Brady declares. “Yes, trying to save your ass. I don't want to forget anything.” I warn. “God you're so hot. And when you tell me no, makes me want you even more.” He warns. He slides his fingers into my panties. Yep, concentration is gone. I lay my pad and pen on the bedside table. His hands are pulling my shorts and panties off. I take off my top. “That's more like it!” He groans. I push him back and straddle him. I kiss his lips, then his ear, down his neck while he plays with my breasts. My lips go down to his chest, circle his nipples with my tongue. Then down his stomach. I swirl my tongue around his tip while I hold his shaft in my hand. I stroke with my hand and he groans. Then I put my mouth completely over him and move up and down. His hands go to my hair. Guiding my pace. I can feel he's ready and I suck harder and faster. “Oh, hell yes, baby fuuckk yeah, I'm going to come.” Brady groans. He does and it shoots all in my mouth
“Moving on. The hospital report says signs of sex but no tears and no semen present, so a condom was used. No DNA found. That could be positive to say no signs of forced intercourse. Or negative as they could say you were covering your tracks with the condom.” I reply. “So basically, she had sex and has ripped clothing. We guys can get carried away and it not be rape. Also, sometimes the women ask for things like that. They get off on it.” Cameron replies. “Yeah exactly.” Brady agrees. “Ok I want to see the alleged dating pictures. Seriously? I know she's a shitty lawyer, this is so damn sloppy. None of these have a clear shot of the guy’s face. Brady has the profile of tons of guys.” I reply. “Hey!” Brady retorts. “I know this is not Brady. But I can't shake the feeling I know this guy. God it's eating at my brain! So how can we prove this is not Brady?” I ask as I pace. “Think!” “So, we have pictures that can be anyone, ripped clothes, no DNA, and her word.” Cameron scoffs. “
New Beginnings. Isabel is a thirty-year-old accountant working for a company called H.J. Services, Inc. She's been a valued employee here straight out of college. Mr. Jackson, or Hugh, says she's his right-hand gal. For seven years she has worked her butt off and she knows and loves her job well. She has a boyfriend named Jesse who's five years older than her. They've been dating for a year. Jesse is a CEO of his dad's company. They live in Virginia. And this her story. "Reservation is for 7pm, I'll pick you up at 6pm." Jesse orders. "That's cutting it way too close. You know I don't even get off work until 5pm." She replies. "Well, if as CEO I can manage it, you should be able to as well." Jesse retorts. "Yes, but my dad doesn't own my company." She replies. "I'm not having this conversation again." Jesse retorts. "I'm just saying that a little advanced notice would be nice." She huffs. "I gotta go. See you at 6, and wear that black dress I love." He demands. "See you at si
"Sir, I'll take the job." She replies."Excellent. How did Jesse take it?" He asks."Let's just say he's no longer in the picture. So, he has no say so. And not because of the job." She explains."Well anyway, I'm pleased you're taking the job." He replies.Last night he came to her apartment. She refused to let him in. He finally left. He called her work phone today multiple times; she sent it to voicemail. She let the apartment manager know about her trip. She's having her mail forwarded to the new place. It's Friday and she's all packed and at the airport."Isobel wait!" Jessee hollers."No." She replies."Just hear me out, 5 minutes please? After a year you owe me that much Isabel." He pleads"Are you for real? After what you did, I don't owe you the time of day. But I am curious so I will graciously give you 5 minutes. Because I want to know why you cheated on me!" She demands."It was just sex. Sometimes I like it really rough and hard, and you're not the type I can do that with