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Laid Bare
By
Michele Nylons
Chapter Six - Endgame
Adele rolled into the now familiar visitor's parking space outside of the
municipal building. It was nearly six pm and she was nearly five hours
late, she and Celia were supposed to have filed their suit with the court
clerk at one o'clock that afternoon.
She had checked her phone whilst driving to Missionville and she had six
missed calls and half a dozen texts from Celia asking her where she was.
She was not composed enough to answer any of them, besides, she did not
want to wake up Kimberly who had been sleeping in the passenger seat
resting her head against Adele's shoulder.
Celia was stalking the outside of the building; walking up and down the
long veranda looking furious. She had a thick file under one arm and her
handbag over her shoulder; she was smoking like a train engine, a plume of
smoke trailing behind her as she walked briskly up and down. She had her
demure court-clothes on: a plain black suit with a knee length skirt, low
heeled pumps, plain black hosiery and she had turned down the volume on
her makeup except for her signature blood-red lipstick.
Celia was about to unload on Adele who skittered up the stone steps with
Kimberly in tow but she realised something was wrong. Adele looked
befuddled and Adele never looked befuddled. She was moving gingerly,
wincing when she made sudden movements.
Kimberly looked wan and withdrawn.
Celia gave Adele a 'what the fuck?' look and Adele returned a 'don't you
dare ask' look and Celia kept her mouth closed.
"I have a continuance, we have until six pm to lodge the claim or we have
to come back next week," Celia tossed her cigarette butt into a cluster of
Goldenrod that had been cultivated in the flowerbed.
"The sheriff could likely fine you for tossing your butt at the state
flower," Adele tried to lighten the mood.
"Well he'd have to fine me at least a dozen times then because I smoked at
least that many cigarettes waiting for you. Besides I thought the sheriff
was your friend?" Celia did not conceal her anger well.
Dumpy Darleen Wright, the law clerk, was wearing the same rumpled suit and
she looked anxiously at the wall clock when Adele, Celia and Kimberly
burst through her door.
She was about to tell Adele that she was too late but the 'don't fuck with
me' look on Adele's face made her change her mind. She thought there was
something different about Adele today; she did not have the grace and
elegance that she presented herself with the first time they had met.
Darleen took the thick legal brief and gave Adele a signed receipt. They
all signed a document that stipulated that Kimberly Peak, daughter and
sole beneficiary of her mother Tammy Peak, was present and had witnessed
and agreed to the case being filed, stipulating that the law firm of
Edwards and Bettany was acting on her behalf and on behalf of her mother.
"I won't get to review the file and give it to the judge until Monday but
I've stipulated that the case was filed at five fifty seven today,"
Darleen said officiously.
Adele just nodded and opened the door so that Celia and Kimberly could
file out ahead of her.
"Good luck," Darleen whispered giving Adele a wry smile.
Adele smiled back. She knew now that she had at least one ally in the
Silas County court.
The three women stood outside on the veranda and took a minute to breathe.
"I knew better than to ask why you were late when you arrived but honey
I'm going to need to hear from you when we get to the motel," Celia
breathed.
"You bet. I'll take Kimberly home and see you there soon ok?" Adele
leaned in and kissed Celia on the lips, momentarily forgetting where she
was.
A County functionary was leaving the building for the day and witnessed
the act.
"Fucking lesbos!" he hissed under his breath as he walked past.
"Hey mister Skimmings," Kimberly called out and the man turned around.
"Hey Kimberly," the skinny balding man in the ratty suit smiled at her in
greeting.
Kimberly raced up to him and kicked him in the shins.
"Hey!" Adele and Celia called out in unison and pulled Kimberly away from
the man who was now hopping on one leg, holding his barked shin.
"You shouldn't have done that," Adele said purposely, holding Kimberly by
the arm.
Kimberly nodded and then gave Adele a hug, which she returned.
"The kid's got spunk," Celia said out the side of her mouth as they walked
back to the visitor's parking spaces.
"You have no idea," Adele replied.
Adele and Kimberly spoke frankly on the way to Kimberly's house, once
again swearing never to tell a soul what had happened that day at the
shack. Adele told Kimberly that until the case was settled she was not to
leave the property on her own just in case there were other bad men out
there.
"What about school?" Kimberly asked, secretly hoping for a pass.
"We'll get someone to drop you off and pick you up after ok?" Adele
replied.
Adele was dreading facing Celia, they had their secrets, their Thursday
night furloughs were a prime example, and Adele had kept her college gang
rape a secret until Celia coaxed it out of her. But this was monumental,
not only the sustained sexual assault but the murders.
By the time she got to her chalet Adele was really sore, her muscles were
aching and the scratches and bruises she had sustained gave off a dull
throb. Adele couldn't help but playing little vignettes of the ordeal
over and over in her head: being spit-roasted kneeling on a chair while
Dale fucked her and she suckled Lyle, she had orgasmed when Dale came
inside her. It was involuntary but it was breathtaking all the same.
Then... sitting in Lyle's lap while he kissed her and slowly fucked her, his
hands caressing her ripped-nylons; he had invoked another orgasm from
Adele when he finally ejaculated inside her.
Adele knew that there was something in her makeup that made her relish
forced or dangerous sex. Her psychiatrist had told her that it was
related to what had happened to her in college, after which she went
through a period of insatiable promiscuity. That was why she used the
services of men like Roy or had dalliances with guys like Wayne Sutter;
but it did not in any way diminish her love and devotion for Celia.
Celia had taken the cabin next to Adele's. She had no intention of
sleeping in it but in this backwater it was best to pretend to adhere to
their outdated ideas of morality even though she and Adele were married.
"What happened honey; you look like hell and you're limping," Celia had
been waiting for Adele and her concern evident.
"Can you let me take a long hot shower first and then I'll tell you,"
Adele kissed Celia on the cheek.
Adele went into the bathroom and sat on the stool and slowly undressed
then she looked at herself in the mirror. Her face wasn't too bad, her
lips were puffy from being zealously kissed, her shoulders were a little
bruised from being held down, her nipples were tender and her breasts were
bruised and her left breast had a bite mark. Her thighs were also
bruised, she couldn't see her ass but she knew it would be red from being
spanked and squeezed.
She brushed her teeth, rinsed with mouthwash and then turned off the
lights while she ran the water to get it as hot as she could bear it and
then she climbed into the shower.
Celia came into the bathroom naked. Despite the gloom her alabaster skin
accentuated her berry red nipples, the surrounding dark areola and her
blood-red lips. She climbed into the shower and Adele pulled her close
and kissed her softly.
Celia returned the kiss and slid her tongue into Adele's mouth which
tasted like toothpaste and mouthwash. She took a handful of liquid
bodywash and smeared it over Adele's breasts; despite the pain her nipples
hardened. Adele pressed her bruised lips against Celia's and drove her
tongue into her sweet mouth as she reached up and caressed Celia's
breasts, fingering her nipples into tumescence.
They used the bodywash liberally on each other, exploring each other's
bodies with their fingertips. Adele winced when Celia's fingers drifted
across the bite mark on her breast and again when she softly squeezed
Adele's buttocks.
Celia snatched her hand away but Adele placed it back.
"It hurts; but it hurts nice," she smiled at Celia and lowered her head
and kissed her again.
Celia was well aware of Adele's predilection to coalesce pain and pleasure
and Celia squeezed Adele's buttocks until she hissed. She felt Adele's
rock-hard cock pressing against her belly.
Celia took another gobbet of bodywash and began to slowly and softly
stroke Adele's penis.
Adele was amazed that she could become aroused gain after what had
happened to her in the cabin but she knew that her love and desire for
Celia had a lot to do with it.
Adele purred as Celia stroked her erection and cupped her scrotum, gently
squeezing it. Adele slipped her fingers inside Celia and opened her pink
inner lips and circled her clitoris with a fingertip.
Celia shuddered. Adele drove two fingers inside Celia's slick vagina
whist still gently massaging her clitoris and Celia began to mew. She
drove her fingers deeper inside Celia working on her G-spot forcing Celia
up on her toes. Celia squeezed Adele's throbbing phallus and made her
moan with desire, she took her hand away from Adele's scrotum and slid a
finger inside Adele's anus.
"Oh god!" Adele cried.
Celia slipped another slippery finger inside Adele and worked a fingertip
hard against Adele's prostate while she stroked and squeezed Adele
quivering cock, expressing her spend which spattered on Celia's belly. The
spray of semen quickly became a dribble, Adele's semen reserves were
exhausted by her previous orgasms.
Adele massaged Celia's G-spot and flicked her fingertip on her clitoris
and then she felt Celia's vagina begin to contract around her fingers and
Celia began to shake uncontrollably. Adele held Celia against her and
kissed her while Celia rode the rollercoaster of her orgasm, she moaned as
she felt an immense release and Adele felt Celia's cunt become saturated.
Celia peaked, shuddering and groaning against Adele's soft slippery skin.
They held onto each other for what seemed like an eternity.
"I love you," Adele whispered.
"I love you too," Celia replied.
"You're not going to tell me what happened to you today are you?" Celia
breathed, her body still pressed against Adele.
"If you make me I'll have to," Adele replied.
"How can I make you?" Celia asked.
"Just tell that I have to tell you. I love you so much that I will do
anything you ask; you know that don't you?" Adele kissed the top of
Celia's head.
"It's awful isn't it?" Celia pressed her face against Adele's chest.
Adele just nodded.
"Will you get over it?" Celia's voice was muffled against Adele's soft
flesh.
"Yes. Eventually," Adele replied.
"Then you decide. I won't ask again," Celia sighed.
*****
Adele slept in; her body needed rest to recover. Celia had gone to the
offices in town and left Adele a short note, sealed with a kiss. Adele
showered, put on a robe, made coffee and sat down on the couch and studied
the lighter and the mobile phone she had taken off Lyle's body. The
lighter was a slightly battered plain silver Zippo with no monogram or
insignia.
Adele tried to open the phone but it was password protected. She tried
the most obvious PIN codes: 1-2-3-4-5-6, 'password', 'lyle', then 'Lyle'
but then she gave up.
She rang Michelle DeLong.
"Hey I got a rush job for IT Guy," Adele spoke into her phone.
"You mean Steven Baker," Michelle replied.
"No the other IT Guy who has a mad crush on you," Adele replied
sarcastically.
"Hey don't get snappy," Michelle replied, a little pissed off with Adele's
attitude.
"It just so happens that IT Guy is heading to your new office and the
research team are about one hour out of Missionville ready to go to work
at the Peak's property," Michelle said smugly.
"Sorry Michelle; you know Celia and I both love you," Adele apologised.
"I love you guys too," Michelle replied.
"Hey by the way, you didn't get around to fucking Peter Duffy again did
you because I was just wondering..." Adele started to tease her but Michelle
interjected.
"Sorry I'm losing you, you're breaking up, going into a tunnel or
something," Michelle laughed and hung up the phone.
Adele called Michelle again the next day; this time serious as a heart
attack.
"Tell Duffy to get his ass down to Missionville tomorrow for a private one
on one with me at my office. Don't take no for an answer. He can call me
for the details, he has my number," Adele said curtly and hung up.
*****
"So here we are, the lawyer, the lobbyist and the sheriff," Adele began.
She put her cell phone on the table and then put the phone she had taken
from Lyle's body beside it.
"I'm going to play something I recorded on my phone a little while back,"
Adele looked at both men.
Peter Duffy had a line of sweat on his upper lip; Wayne Sutter sat stoic
and confident.
"Can we fuck her?" a male voice said.
"The boss didn't say we couldn't. He just said to keep her here until he
tells us to release her and the kid," another man replied.
"I'm going to fast forward to another set point," Adele said.
"Lean forward," the man's breathing sounded ragged.
A minute or two later the same man said:
"Goddamn the bitch sure knows what she's doing. Last time I got blown was
on my wedding day."
Adele fast forwarded the recording to the next set point.
"Take off your jacket. Unbutton your blouse," a man said gruffly.
"Jesus Adele! Were they talking to you?" Peter interjected; he was
sweating profusely now.
Adele didn't answer. She played the last part of the recording that she
wanted both men to hear.
"This bitch is about spent. I'm bringing out the girl. I reckon I got
one more good fuck left in me and I want some of that sweet Kentucky
schoolgirl poontang,"
"You recognise those voices?" Adele asked.
Peter Duffy shook his head vigorously and Wayne grunted a negative
response.
"This is the phone I took from one of the men in the recording. I had my
IT technician unlock it," Adele said.
"I'm hitting last number redial," Adele said grimly.
There was silence for a few seconds and then Sheriff Wayne Sutter's phone
began to vibrate.
Wayne Sutter went pale. He snatched out his phone and stopped it ringing
then stared blankly at the table.
"I recognised the number when IT Guy unlocked phone. Then I started
digging," Adele looked at Wayne Sutter with unconcealed hatred.
"You don't have a transgendered brother in Louisville but your brother-in-
law is on the board of the Bear Mountain Colliery and has a substantial
amount of shares in Brindle Coal and Power," Adele said through gritted
teeth.
"You claim to be neutral with regard to mountaintop removal mining, but
you're really just another mole that Brindle has buried in the Silas
County administration; a powerful ally for them too, given your position.
"You slashed my tire the evening you came to my cabin and ingratiated
yourself with me so you could get close to me."
"You were supposed to meet Lyle and Dale at the car park that day on Bear
Mountain. It was just a coincidence that I was there too so you did what
had to, to make it look like you were there to see me and then shooed off
your two henchmen. It was too early to abduct me and besides you needed
Kimberly or Tammy to be abducted along with me to ensure the law suit
didn't get filed by my partner."
"I don't know what was going to happen to Kimberly and I after those boys
had finished with us in that cabin. I'd like to think that you were just
following orders from Brindle to keep us from filing our suit but it's
just as likely that we would have disappeared forever," Adele said
bitterly.
"Adele. Look I..." Wayne Sutter began to reply but Adele cut him off.
"I don't want to hear what you have to say. There is nothing you can
say," Adele was furious and could barely contain herself.
"So here is what you are going to do," she continued.
"You're going to ensure that the State Troopers investigating the fire at
that remote cabin put Dale and Lyle's demise down to death by
misadventure. I don't know how you're going to do that, nor do I want to
know."
"You're going to dispose of Lyle's truck. You'll find it abandoned in a
small clearing off a dirt trail about half a mile from the main road south
of the where the cabin used to be. You're resourceful, you'll find it.
"Once the investigation is closed you are going to resign as deputy
sheriff for Silas County. After that I couldn't care less what you do you
asshole but if you go anywhere near the Peak family I will be telling my
story in court," Adele said bitterly.
"That wasn't supposed to happen, those boys were just supposed to keep you
from filing your suit; to delay you," Wayne was crying now.
"Delay for how long Wayne? It was only going to end up one of two ways.
Those boys were going to do things to us that we were so ashamed of that
we would never tell anyone and then withdraw our law suit. Or we were
going to just disappear. Either way they were waiting on your orders,"
Adele snapped at him.
"Those Brindle assholes... they..." Wayne began but Adele cut him off.
"Get out of here Deputy Sutter. I never want to see you again," Adele
pointed at the door.
After Wayne Sutter slunk out of the room, Adele turned to Peter Duffy.
"Did I just witness you admit that you and Kimberly Peak were kidnapped by
two men by order of Deputy Sheriff Sutter? That you were sexually
assaulted and Kimberly was likely to be assaulted next and then possibly
disposed of or at least blackmailed and threatened not to lodge your
suit?" Peter was incredulous.
"I never admitted to anything. I played you an edited version of some
audio I had recorded a while ago and I made a few summations about the
integrity of Deputy Sheriff," Adele said without elaborating further.
"What you needed to hear was the link between Brindle Coal and Power and
the Deputy Sheriff of Silas County who ordered me and my plaintiff to be
abducted," Adele replied.
"The last thing I want to do is stand in court and tell a jury what
happened to me in a shotgun shack in the Appalachian Mountains, but I'll
do it if I have to. You know that I have done something similar in the
past to win a case, how far do you think I am prepared to go this time?"
Adele continued.
"So here is what is going to happen. You're going to take this settlement
offer to your bosses at Brindle Coal and Power and they are going to
accept it along with my conditional NDA. There will be no haggling."
"Brindle will pay the full amount into the nominated account without
stipulation by the end of next week. They will not be getting the Peak
property either, that's off the table," Adele handed over a sealed file.
Peter opened it and studied the summary page.
"That's quite a sum of money Adele," Peter studied the document.
"I have quite a story to tell if they don't pay it," Adele smiled back
mirthlessly.
"Given what I've heard; I will be strongly advising... no, I will direct
Brindle to settle without delay and stipulate to your conditions," Peter
put the file in his briefcase and rose from the table.
He got to the door and paused.
"What did happen to the two men who abducted you?" Peter looked back at
Adele.
"Those good ol' boys forgot to tend their moonshine still and apparently
it exploded. At least that's the story the State Troopers are likely to
release to the media," Adele said.
"Of course if Brindle doesn't settle or reneges on any of the stipulations
you have in that file, the world will hear a different story," Adele said
bitterly.
When Peter left and closed the door behind him, Adele put her arms on the
table, rested her head on them, and began to sob.
*****
Adele and Celia went to Tammy Peak's funeral the following year. Kimberly
held herself together for the whole of the service and the graveside
interment. She cried in Adele's arms later when they were alone at the
Peak house.
Kimberly was close to becoming a young woman Adele thought. Her budding
breasts were a little bigger and you could make out her curves in the
simple black dress she was wearing, the hem a little high on her thighs
than decorum would dictate for a funeral. Her long coltish legs were
sheathed in expensive black pantyhose and the black low-heeled pumps she
wore were not cheap. Adele was just happy that Kimberly finally had the
money that she needed.
"So what now Kimberly? Where are you going to stay?" Adele asked.
"My aunt Bea has offered to take me in until I'm old enough to set out on
my own," Kimberly dried her eyes with a tissue, her mascara had run.
"I think she is only doing it because I've got money now. She and mom
hated each other and she's never liked me. I wish I could live with you
and Aunt Celia," Kimberly forced a smile.
"I'm sorry but that's not possible but your Aunt Bea won't be able to
touch your money," Adele changed the subject.
"As you know, at your mother's request, we have set up a fund to be
administered by my law firm to be used for philanthropic purposes to help
families genuinely affected by the mining of Bear Mountain. The rest goes
into a trust fund, also administered by us, to ensure you are looked
after," Adel reminded Kimberly that her money was safe.
"Your mother was smart Kimberly. There's a clause in the trust that says
that if you do not attend college and graduate, you won't get the bulk of
the trust until you turn thirty," Adele said.
"The colleges around here suck," Kimberly suddenly reverted to the girl
she was.
"I'll talk to Child Welfare and see if we can't get you into a better
college somewhere else, but someone has to become your legal guardian in
the meantime, otherwise it's a foster home," Adele explained.
"Looks like I'm stuck with Aunt Bea," Kimberly replied.
"Look honey, just take some time to grieve and then concentrate on
graduating high school with good grades and let Celia and I deal with the
legalities," Adele took Kimberly in her arms again and hugged her.
******
Adele and Celia sipped coffee in their favourite coffee shop, talking
about cases, fashion, cases, gossip, and cases. It was real lawyer talk.
"Hey what's the difference between a lawyer and a prostitute?" Celia
suddenly asked.
"A prostitute stops screwing you when you're dead," Adele answered and
Celia screwed up her face and stuck out her tongue.
"You know all my lawyer jokes," Celia whined.
"Yes darling but you keep telling them to me anyway," Adele reached across
and took Celia's hand.
Celia looked down at their hands, their fingers entwined; both were
wearing wedding bands on the third fingers of their left hand. Then
Celia saw the time on Adele's Rolex.
"Shit we gotta go!" Celia yelped.
"Jesus!" Adele yipped when she looked at her watch.
They both struggled to get out the booth quickly, giving the three male
layers sitting across from them a nice panty-flash. Adel dropped a twenty
on the table and they were heels and asses out the door. Celia had parked
her Jaguar, black of course, right outside the coffee shop and the three
lawyers followed them with their eyes through the plate glass window and
were rewarded with another panty-flash as they struggled to get in into
the car.
"Why do you have to have this British birdcage," Adele whined struggling
to put on her seatbelt.
"Because it exudes class and style and represents a nation that once ruled
an empire," Celia said smugly, making the engine roar.
"A nation that lost an empire and the company that makes these cars,"
Adele replied priggishly.
"You don't even drive American, you drive a German import. They lost the
war you know," Celia sniped back.
"Don't mention the war," Adele did her best John Cleese impersonation.
"Hey what is a BMW owner's most ardent wish?" Celia asked as she rocketed
off the curb and into the traffic to an angry cacophony of car horns.
"A bigger penis," Adele hung on as Celia weaved in and out the traffic.
"I already have one and I'd like to get home alive so I can use it," Adele
sniped.
Celia drove like she did everything else in her life... at a furious pace
but with accuracy and accomplishment.
"There... we made it... nearly," Celia looked at her watch ignoring the stern
glance she got from the mom volunteering as the parking warden at the
school's drop off and pickup bay.
They both got out of the car and were delighted to see Kimberly come
running down the steps of the school with her strawberry blonde hair
flying behind her. She'd had it styled the same as Adele's. Celia
noticed that the hem of Kimberly's skirt, which she was allowed to wear
just above her knee, was now mid-thigh.
"God, she looks like you," Celia commented.
"But with your temperament," Adele reached for Celia's hand.
Kimberly flew into their arms and hugged them both tight.
"Hi mom; hi mom." she kissed them both on the cheek.
It never failed to amaze and delight Adele and Celia that at sixteen their
daughter was not too embarrassed to openly show affection to both her
mothers. She was also not ashamed that she had two moms, and every girl
in the school knew that to make a comment about either of her mothers,
especially Adele, would mean incurring Kimberly's wrath.
One particularly wicked girl who had made a snide comment about Adele
being a trans-woman got taken out rather viciously by Kimberly during a
lacrosse game requiring the bully to have three teeth capped.
Adele and Celia kissed their daughter and led her to the Jag, listening to
her twitter on enthusiastically about her day.
"Did both my moms have a good day?" she asked as she settled into the back
seat and buckled her seatbelt.
The parking warden looked over at Celia and gave her an angry stare.
Parents were not supposed to get out their cars, they were supposed to
just wait for their kids to clamber aboard and leave. Celia gave the
volunteer mom a 'don't fuck with me' grin and the warden retreated.
"What happened to your skirt?" Celia asked as they drove away, looking at
Kimberly in the rear-view mirror.
Kimberly blushed and began to tug at her skirt, pulling the hem down.
"Let me guess. There's a boy you like," Adele teased her.
"Does he know about the scissors I keep in my bag?" Celia chimed in.
Kimberly had been allowed out on her first proper date when she turned
fifteen. Rumour has it that when the boy came to pick Kimberly up, Celia
took him aside and pulled a pair of black-handled sewing shears out of her
handbag and showed them to the boy. It's extrapolated that Celia told the
boy she would use those very same shears to cut off the boy's penis if he
put it anywhere near her daughter during the date.
Celia refuses to confirm or deny the rumour.
"Well there may be. See this new boy Tommy Bingham, he's so dreamy, well
anyway Tommy..." Kimberly prattled on.
Celia turned to Adele and gave her a 'here we go again' look.
"So whose temperament does she have?" Celia turned her eyes back to road.
Adele turned in her seat so she could look at her adopted daughter; her
heart swelled with love.
To this day neither Adele nor Kimberly has told a soul about what happened
to Adele in that hunting shack in the Appalachian Mountain forest and they
have never discussed it. It remains their secret.
The End
Finally: I hope you liked my story. After I finished writing Consent I
knew that I wasn't done with Adele and Celia, and who knows, maybe they
will turn up again.
I apologise again for any errors in fact, misspellings and typos, I own
them all. I wish to thank my research team of Google and Netflix and to
those who criticise the plausibility of the plotlines, please remember
that it is fiction after all.
Please feel free to comment and tell me what you think.
PS Coming up next we are revisiting our Cop Town Girl, Penelope Bishop.
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