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. “
“To show premeditation. I want to see if they've been meeting. And to show if there is no Brady, how could they have been seeing each other?” I explain.“She could just say they met elsewhere.” Tammy replies.“No. She already said it happened at her apartment. Plus, I'll goad her into bragging of having him in her apartment. She knows that will bother me most. Him supposedly seeing her in her apartment, so she'll fall for the bait. Then I’ll burry her with her own cockiness.” I reply.“What about the back door log? There was video.” Tammy asks.“The keys are coded. Each one is linked to the apartment. I’m betting he still has the key. And on video you couldn't see clearly his face with the hoodie he had on.” I explain.“And you're going to request his keys at the trial.” Tammy guesses.“Exactly.” I reply.“Brady was right, you are good. Remind me to never piss you off!” She laughs.“Him and her are both going down. But I’m not stopping with the trial. I'm going after their careers.” I
What? Where?” I ask.“Just dress nice.” He grins.I dress in a white lace dress, it’s short in the front and flows down towards a V in the back. I pair it with my gold strapped heels. I leave my hair down, in waves I created with my hot iron. He’s dressed in black dress slacks, and a white button-down shirt. I love how his jeans fit him oh so nice, but something about seeing him dressed up is even hotter.“I do love how hot you look all dressed up.” I reply.“Careful I don't have much room to grow.” He warns.“So where are you taking me?” I ask again.“It's a secret. You deserve a nice night out. You've been working so hard!” He explains.He takes me to a very nice restaurant with a view of the city. The tables are dressed in fine linens and crystal dinnerware. There are glass lanterns on each table.“Oh Brady! This is so romantic!” I gasp.“You deserve it.” He smiles.We have a nice dinner. It's so nice to relax. But I can't get the trial completely out of my mind. I feel confident,
“Hey, my man Cameron is getting lucky. Can I get lucky?” He smirks.“Brady, you get lucky every day. Sometimes multiple times! You're such a horndog.” I retort.“And hearing those sounds is making me hornier! Come on babe, don't let me suffer here.” He whines.“When have I ever let you suffer?” I demand.I slip my hand in his boxers. He groans. And pulls my shorts down. He rubs between my legs until I moan. I take my shirt off and he removes his boxers. I finish removing my shorts. He gets on top of me and enters me fast and hard.We're both too turned on to take it slow. Right before we climax, he stops and flips me over on my hands and knees. He pulls my butt towards him while he thrusts inside me. I lower my chest towards the bed allowing him to go deeper, I saw that on a movie.“Oh, hell yeah Steph, shit, that's so good, damn!” He groans.“Faster Brady, harder!” I demand.“Hell yeah, shit I’m coming babe, so good I can't.” He groans loudly.He starts jerking and his release shoots
"Objection! We were not given access to any alleged evidence." Jim exclaims."Defense was still collecting it." I reply."I'd like to see it, and then I'll give the prosecution time to examine it." The Professor responds."The first evidence is a restraining order issued against Miss Stevens at her last University. It goes to show a history obsessive behavior." I explain."I'll allow it. And the other evidence Miss Miller?" Professor asks."Video surveillance along with a signed affidavit of Miss Stevens apartment building manager. Along with a signed report of the back entrance. At the alleged time of attack, it shows key #611-2 was used to gain entrance. I'd like for Mr. Britton to produce his keys." I request."Objection this is obviously a ploy to take suspicions from her boyfriend." Jim denies."Miss Miller this is a serious allegation. Are you sure you want to proceed?" Professor asks."Yes, your honor, the videos will confirm this allegation." I explain."Mr. Britton please ind
"Remind me never to make you wait." I reply."Remind me never to go in a courtroom with you." He laughs."Yeah, it made me hot and bothered to see you too." I reply."That was so explosive just now. Wow! Did I hurt you? I was kind of rough." He asks."No, you didn't hurt me. I liked it." I reply."Damn, let's go home!" He replies.We go home and soon as we are in my bedroom we make love again."We need to get up. We're going out to celebrate tonight remember?" I ask."I'd rather stay right here the rest of the weekend." He replies."Brady." I scold."What? I have everything thing I need right here." He replies."So, you don't want to go out and celebrate?" I ask."Let's order takeout and watch a movie here." He replies.Steph Miller* *CELL* *"Hey girl, so Brady would rather celebrate here with takeout and a movie. What do you and Cameron think?" I ask."Let me ask. Cam stop I'm trying ahh Steph wants to know if ...... we want to celebrate at the apartment instead of going out." Tamm
Could I be? Or is it the stress? I wash my face and brush my teeth again. The police escort is here to take me to the hospital. I get to the hospital and Grant is signing his release papers to leave. “We need to stop at the pharmacy. I need to get some gauze to change the dressing on my hand." Grant replied.“Umm, yeah I need to stop and get something as well.” I said. “Oh? What?” Grant said. “Well.. I ah.. Gosh this is so not the time, and so hard to say.” I stuttered. “Darling what’s wrong?” Grant asked. “Well I thought it was nerves, but I’m not sure..” I replied.“Not sure about what?” Grant asked. “I’ve been getting nauseous. And I’ve thrown up a few times.” I explained. “Something you ate?” Grant asked. “No, I don't think so.” I denied. “Stomach bug?” Grant asked. “No.” I replied.. “I don’t understand?” Grant was confused. “I think I might be pregnant.” I blurted. “Say something please?” I begged. “I’m just caught by surprise. I mean I know due to the situation th
The ambulance and police finally get there after what seemed like forever. They take Grant to the hospital but I have to stay behind to talk to the police and the detective. “Yes, that's definitely brake fluid. I’m going to go look under his truck at his brake lines. I’ll also have a professional look it over. I’ll be in touch.” Detective said. “Okay, thanks! I need to get to the hospital.” I said. I go to the condo and get my stuff and call an uber for the hospital. I get there and have to wait in the waiting room until they get him in a room. “Are you family of Grant’s?” Dr.Greene asked. “Yes. We live together.” I replied. “I can’t discuss his condition without you being family or his consent. But he is in a room now and you can see him.” Dr.Greene said. “Thank you, that’s perfectly fine. I understand your policy.” I responded. I went into his room, sick to my stomach. He’s here because of me. Because of my deranged ex. His head is bandaged and his face is pa
KENZIE'S POINT OF VIEW He’s so angry and I’ve not heard him use the f word. Grant’s not the kind that curses, one of the things I love about him. He doesn’t smoke either and drinking is strictly a glass at special dinners. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I should have been here to make sure you had an escort home.” Grant said. “I didn’t want you to be worried while you were driving. And we can’t let his bullshit control our life. You have work and I have work. I took an uber and I will from now on, on the days you’re gone.” I said. “Okay, but I want you straight home and not to go anywhere. You’re safe here and at work.” Grant said. “I know and I will. I promise.” I agreed. Good, let’s eat before it gets cold.” Grant replied. After we ate, we watched a movie. And half way through it we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. The rest of the movie was forgotten. “You make me insane everytime I see you. I want to take you to bed and strip your clothes off you. And make lov
KENZIE’S POINT OF VIEW We lay there for several minutes waiting for our breathing to calm down. And I realize this is real love. I’ve never felt this much, it’s more than sex. it’s mind, body, and heart. Wow 36 years old before I find real true love! He leans down and his lips meet mine. No hurry, taking his time enjoying the pure bliss and aftermath of our love making. He lays down beside me and when his body leaves mine I feel so empty. He pulls me into his arms and kisses me again. We’re laying on our sides facing each other. His legs tangled in mine, his arms wrapped around me. END OF KENZIE’s Point of view “Wow, that was amazing. It was the best I’ve ever experienced.” Grant said. “Me too.” Kenzie agreed. “Give me a few minutes and I want a repeat.” Grant smiled. “Ah Grant?” Kenzie said. “Hmm?” Grant said. “We didn’t use protection.” Kenzie said. “You’re not on the pill?” Grant asked. “No. I can’t take the pill. I have a condition that makes me highly suscep
“Yes?” Grant said. “Umm he can’t get up here right?” Kenzie asked. “No he can’t. Even after he gets out of jail don’t worry about him coming back here.” Grant replied. “Okay, would you..” Kenzie started to say. “Would I do what??” Grant asked. “Uh, nothing, never mind. See you in the morning.” Kenzie said. “What is it Kenzie?” Grant asked. “I just, um, I don’t want to be alone.” Kenzie responded. “Would you like for me to sleep with you tonight?” Grant asked. “Would you mind? I mean just sleep, that’s all.” Kenzie blushed. “Go to bed, I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Grant said. Grant made sure the door was locked. Then he went to his room to change clothes. He put on gray joggers and no shirt. “Oh my, I didn’t think this through. I don’t think I’m getting any sleep tonight.” Kenzie thought. “Ah, where’s your shirt?” Kenzie asked. “You’re lucky I have joggers on. I normally sleep in my boxers.” Grant responded. He climbed in bed behind her. Her heart was b
It must be Bob or Grant. Bob has been bragging so much about how well the office is running now. She went to the front desk. There’s a beautiful flower bouquet. “I’m McKenzie Berkley.” Kenzie said. Front desk said. “ This is for you. They are so beautiful.” “Yes, they are. Thank you!” Kenzie said. “Miss me?” Leo said. He’s right behind her and the fear is stuck in her throat. Slowly she turned to him holding her breath.“What are you doing here?” Kenzie asked. “I came to collect my wife.” Leo said. "I don’t know if my face is pale from fear or red from embarrassment as the front desk clerk knows I’m living with Grant." Kenzie thought.“Ex-wife, and I’m not going anywhere with you. I left you and filed for divorce.” Kenzie said. “And I refused the divorce and you are coming home where you belong.” Leo grabbed her wrist. “No I am not! I am home. I live here now!” Kenzie said. “How can you afford this?” Leo asked. “That’s none of your business.” Her face turned red. He squeez
“We don’t need privacy. I broke up with you almost a year ago. Why do you keep showing up where you’re not wanted?!” Grant shouted. “But baby you know our parents want us to marry, have kids, be with our own kind.” Amber responded. “Holden, you were supposed to keep my alien status a secret!” Kenzie crossed her arms. He bursts out laughing and she gives me the death glare. “You think you’re funny don’t you?” Amber asked. “Ah, Holden, you should read this text from Mary.” Kenzie said. “Yeah, I know I am. I’d rather be funny than a desperate woman.” Kenzie said. “Look Amber, for the last time I don’t love you. I am not marrying you. As a matter of fact I’m in love and seeing someone else. So don’t come back here.” Grant replied. “You don’t mean this old hag do you?! Please tell me you’re joking?!!” Amber said. “Shut your mouth! Leave now before I call security! And don’t come back!” Grant yelled. I open the door and held it open. She storms out. “I see, I’m not the only one w
“I want to say yes, but I feel it’s a bad idea.” Kenzie saId. “You saw how big my condo is, It’s paid for. All I pay are utilities. Stuff I pay whether you’re there or not.” Grant explained. “Let me pay half?” Kenzie said. “If it will get you to say yes, okay.” Grant said. “Are you going to tell Leo?” Grant asked. “No, I’ll leave a note when I leave.” Kenzie responded. Kenzie didn't tell him about the one time she packed to leave and Leo threatened to kill her. Telling her he’d rather her be dead than with someone else. Or the many times he said if he caught her with another man he’d kill them both. It’s all talk, she thinks. She's moving 6 hours away and not telling him where. She goes on lunch break to the courthouse and picked up the paperwork she needs to fill out for the divorce. She'll file it the Friday she leaves. Mary and Pat are going to help her pack at the last minute. All she really has are her clothes. Grant is bringing his truck after Leo leaves for work. Her
“I can draft a letter for you and list my info, and say It’s a training trip. And maybe you could stay a couple days?” Grant said. “I don’t think I can afford that.” She responded. “You could ride down with me on Sunday and then I can drive you back when you’re ready. I’ve got vacation days I can take. And I have a 3 bedroom condo. So you don't need a hotel.” Grant explained. “I don't know if that’s a good idea.” She said. “I promise to be a complete gentleman. No funny business.” Grant said. “Okay.” Kenzie said. So I tell Pat and she’s more excited than me. She’s going to help my cover story in case Leo calls my work. When the letter came in the mail Leo threw one hell of a fit. Said he forbade me to go. We fought every day, I almost backed out. But Sunday came and I had my luggage and met Grant at my office so I could leave my car. “How bad was it today?” Grant asked. “Just more ranting and cursing.” She said. “I found several very affordable apartments in goo