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Exhibit 8, excerpts from the transcript of interrogation of Ms. Olivia Tiffany Clarke, SSAN[redacted] formerly a member of the St. [redacted] convent. Interrogation conducted at [redacted] by Special Agent [redacted] of the United States [redacted]. Interview conducted on 25 April [redacted]. Vocal emphasis expressed through italicized letters.
Agent [redacted]: You’ve explained why you were with the subject when you were apprehended, and you’ve been somewhat helpful by trying to describe his abilities, but I believe you’re holding back important details.
Clarke: I’ve told you everything I know. We were doing experiments, but I never really learned how he does what he does.
Agent [redacted]: You’ve said he sees colors, and the colors represent emotions, but that’s all. We know he can do much more than that, and I believe you do, too. You need to tell us what you know.
Clarke: All he ever did was explain what people were feeling.
Agent [redacted]: And kill a man by ripping his brain apart.
Clarke: He didn’t intend to kill him. And he didn’t rip his brain apart. I’m sure you’ve read the autopsy report. He tore one little vein in the man’s head.
Agent [redacted]: Which killed him.
Clarke: Yes. He felt terrible about that.
Agent [redacted]: From the reports I’ve read, he was entirely justified. If he’d had a gun, no court in the country would have convicted him for defending the innocent people there by using lethal force to stop that man.
Clarke: He didn’t have a gun. He just reacted in the only way available to him.
Agent [redacted]: What else has he done?
Clarke: I told you. I forbade him from harming anyone else.
Agent [redacted]: And he just obeyed you because you were his nanny.
Clarke: That’s offensive. He’s a young man. He needed guidance. I was asked to provide it, and I did.
Agent [redacted]: I’ve seen your military record. You know the deal. You know how important Bobby can be to the United States. I don’t understand why you’re not cooperating.
Clarke: I am cooperating. I’ve been cooperating for a month, while you guys kept me in jail for breaking no law I can think of.
Agent [redacted]: You’re in detention, not jail. And let me tell you a few things, Sister Nanny. We tried questioning him and he refuses to speak, other than to ask for you. We told him you were gone, had gone back to the convent at [redacted] and since then, he hasn’t said a word.
Clarke: Good for him.
Agent [redacted]: I’m beginning to doubt your loyalty to your own country. Let me remind you, you took an oath.
Clarke: My oath was to defend the country and constitution from all threats, foreign and domestic. Bobby is no threat to either the country or the constitution. I honored my oath while I was in. I’m not in anymore.
Agent [redacted]: You’re always in. I thought you special forces types would know that. You’re always subject to recall if the country needs you.
Clarke: And if the country needs me, I’ll put on a uniform again.
Agent [redacted]: What the country needs is for you to cooperate and explain how he does what he does. He’s done some things since we apprehended him and if we can’t figure out how to control him, things could get ugly.
Clarke: What has he done?
Agent [redacted]: When he wouldn’t talk, we tried some non-standard interrogation techniques.
Clarke: You mean torture.
Agent [redacted]: No, not torture. We just roughed him up a little.
Clarke: I’m going to guess that didn’t turn out well ... for you. He told me he learned how to get away from bullies when he was a kid.
Agent [redacted]: Tell me more.
Clarke: He said he could calm them down and make them think of something else, make them lose interest in him.
Agent [redacted]: Well, we’re not bullies, which may explain why he didn’t use that technique on us.
Clarke: What ... technique ... did he use?
Agent [redacted]: Basically, anything we did to him, we felt ourselves.
Clarke: I don’t understand.
Agent [redacted]: One man punched him in the stomach, and ended up on the floor, holding his own gut. He said he felt like he’d been hit by a truck. Another man zapped him with a stun gun, and ended up on the floor shaking, immobilized. If we turned down the temperature in his cell, we all froze, regardless of the temperature in the room we were in. One of my men threatened to do things to you. He’s in the hospital, in what looks like a coma. There’s not a mark on him and the doctors say he’s perfectly healthy. He just won’t wake up. Luckily, the boy didn’t do to him what he did to that wife beater.
Clarke: You’re such fucking idiots! All you’re doing is training him on how to use his powers to hurt people.
Agent [redacted]: He’s hurting the wrong people.
Clarke: He didn’t hurt anybody, until you locked him in a cage and tortured him.
Agent [redacted]: Trust me, nobody will ever torture him. They’d be terrified that it would backfire. And he already hurt someone. Let’s not forget Mr. Jacobson.
Clarke: Let us go. We weren’t bothering anyone back in [redacted] and if you give him back to me I’ll make sure he doesn’t hurt anyone in the future.
Agent [redacted]: You know it can’t work that way. He’s too valuable a resource.
Clarke: He’s just a young man. He didn’t ask for this. He doesn’t even want to use his abilities. He just wants to be left alone. He wants to become a scientist and study the brain.
Agent [redacted]: If we can’t find a way to control him, we’re going to have to study his brain ... in thin little slices.
[interviewee restrained after verbal and physical outburst. Interview continued with new interrogator]
Agent [redacted]: Miss Clarke, up to now you were just a person of interest. Now you’ve put two of my men in the hospital. You understand you can be charged with assault on a law enforcement officer in the commission of his duties.
Clarke: I understand I assaulted a fucking dildo who threatened to murder Bobby Wilson, and that another one of your goons tried to stop me from expressing my displeasure.
Agent [redacted]: I talked to Agent [redacted] before he went into surgery. He said you claim you could control Mr. Wilson if we released you. Is that right?
Clarke: I can control him. He listens to me. If you want to study him, then work with us. You’ll learn a hell of a lot more than if you cut him up and look at fucking slides under a microscope.
Agent [redacted]: You don’t talk like a nun.
Clarke: I’m not a nun. I’ve never been a nun. I was contemplating becoming a nun, and then you guys fucked that all up for me.
Agent [redacted]: Well, I’m not a nun, either. I’m an official in the United States Government, charged with the responsibility of finding out who Bobby Wilson is, where he came from, how he got his powers, and how they work. If I can do that and keep him alive and healthy, that’s great. If the only way I can complete my mission is through means that are fatal to Mr. Wilson, that will be regrettable. I sincerely hope it’s not necessary for things to go that way. And you can prevent it! Tell me how you control him.
Clarke: He likes me.
Agent [redacted]: He likes you.
Clarke: I know it’s too simple for fuckwads like you to understand, but yes, he likes me. He wants me to be happy, so he does whatever makes me happy. I feel the same way about him. We like each other. We’re pals, buddies, friends...
Agent [redacted]: And?
Clarke: That’s it.
Agent [redacted]: Were you about to say lovers?
Clarke: Of course not. I’m twice his age.
Agent [redacted]: That’s not true at all. He’s eighteen and you’re twenty-four. If you were twice his age, you’d be thirty-four.
Clarke: It’s a figure of speech.
Agent [redacted]: So, were you lovers? Is that why he wants you to be happy? Does he make you happy by giving you all the cock you need?
Clarke: You might want to send in someone else, because your line of questioning isn’t making me feel cooperative. You already know how I express my displeasure.
[subject refused to answer further questions this date]
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Exhibit 9, excerpts from the transcript of interrogation of Ms. Olivia Tiffany Clarke, SSAN: [redacted] formerly a member of the St. [redacted] convent. Interrogation conducted at [redacted] by Special Agent [redacted] of the United States[redacted]. Interview conducted on 12 May [redacted]. Vocal emphasis expressed through italicized letters.
Clarke: Well, they finally sent a woman in. I was wondering how long it would take.
Agent [redacted]: It’s nice to meet you, too.
Clarke: Ask your questions. I’ve already told your associates everything I know. Let’s get this over so I can go back to my cell. You want to know something ironic?
Agent [redacted]: Sure.
Clarke: When I was a novice, at the convent, I thought I had too much time alone. It drove me crazy because I couldn’t do what I was supposed to do with alone time. But now I’m alone all day, every day, and I’ve finally learned how to use that time to my benefit. The sisters couldn’t teach me to meditate. You haven’t tried to teach me, but put me in a setting where I learned anyway.
Agent [redacted]: That is ironic.
Clarke: So ask away.
Agent [redacted]: Tell me about this orgasm he made you have.
Clarke: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Agent [redacted]: You paused too long, there. You know exactly what I’m talking about.
Clarke: Well, I’m not going to talk about it. Not after the way you have treated us.
Agent [redacted]: You’re high value targets. You know what that means.
Clarke: If you’re going to start threatening me again, don’t waste your time. I’m not worried about it.
Agent [redacted]: I’d think most people would be worried about it.
Clarke: I’m not, and I’ll tell you why. Assuming you don’t kill Bobby - and you’d be unbelievably stupid to do that - if he ever finds out you hurt me, I doubt you people could survive it. I don’t know what agency is responsible for all this, since that seems to be your top priority secret, but Bobby could find out. And if he knows you hurt me, he’d hunt every member of this agency down and do to them what he did to Phillip Jacobson. I assume you know who Phillip Jacobson was?
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Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...
Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...
Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...
Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-Fifrom my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...
The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...