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Today was the day that the delayed trial got underway again.

I was beginning to smell a rat in the works because the only reason for delaying was because the prosecution knew they had a losing case. They were praying for some sort of miracle that would create disaster for the defense. This would allow them to walk away with at least some of the charges that were mostly bogus to stick to the wall. The result would give them the right to claim victory no matter how slight.

I rousted Angela out of the cot and she used the shower while I shaved despite the steam that was fogging the mirror. Thankfully, the steam was not thick enough to hide the young Deputies naked curves and she certainly seemed to be enjoying exhibiting her profile to me at some very interesting angles.

Fortunately, the morning guard shift was late this morning because we were running about fifteen minutes late on our regular schedule due to her insistence on some early morning loving that lasted too long for comfort. Not that I wasn’t completely at fault in that department because my case of early morning hard wood was getting worse the older I got instead of the other way around.

I was reminded of the many stories I had heard from my famous one-night stands about their boyfriends and husbands that couldn’t get it up anymore leaving them to become female sinners searching for Mister Goodbar.

We were all squared away and shipshape before either the guard or my defense team showed up to start the morning’s festivities.

The scent of sex was hanging in the air in the confined space and I hoped that Brenda’s keen sense of smell did not pick up on the fact much to my discomfort.

I hastened to rush her out the door and up to the preparation room for the defense team inside the courtroom. They were already allowing the spectators to claim their seats in the courtroom and I saw the jurors sitting in the dining room eating the special breakfast delivered by the catering staff for the jury and the other courtroom workers. They even gave the defense team free coffee and one of the Danish from the long table loaded with the sugar laden treats that were called “sweet rolls” out in California.

The prosecution was presenting three witnesses to give their two cents on the relationship of me to my Uncle making it seem like a blatant case of nepotism on speed. Two of these witnesses were cops that I had a run-in with when I was walking a beat. I had caught them extorting money from the independent whores walking the streets in my area and even arresting them while letting the organized crime whores walk with impunity like they owned the street and had no room for the independent contractors selling an hour of their time for profit.

The third so-called witness was the wife of a police Captain that objected to my Uncle’s rise in the ranks far above his pay grade and I remembered how she had practically raped me in the men’s room of a cop bar while her husband was getting falling down drunk outside. I tried to make a joke out of it but she took the “woman scorned” route and had me in her permanent grudge book for future payback. It looked like this was the payback and I wondered how much her husband was getting from the dirty cop pack to help the prosecution.

They allowed Julie to come into the defense prep room to update me on the office operations in my absence and she passed my correspondence to Brenda with a wink to me to let me know she had carefully censored any questionable details.

I noticed that Julie had taken to wearing some loose fitting maternity clothes and I saw Brenda giving her a once over and giving me a questioning look that looked a lot like an accusation unspoken.

The judge interrupted the morning’s business to remove one of the female jurors from the jury box because she had been caught on the phone discussing the case with a member of the press. He was strict with that rule and I thought he was right to remove her for that reason.

It was female juror number five that got removed. She was the “skinny-minny” that had the look of a gossip monger of the worst sort.

Her replacement from the replacement pool was just the opposite.

She was a Cuban bombshell that drew attention each time she walked and we guys could see her fabulous breasts swaying to the Latin beat of her hips with each adorable step.

When she spoke it was with the hint of her Hispanic background and her accented English sounded so cute and sexy that she gave me an erection just as soon as she parted her beautiful red lips.

I could see that even the boring judge was in her spell because he kept combing his hair and cleaning his glasses each time she moved in any direction. It was a dead giveaway of his attraction to her feminine mystique and I could easily understand even though the guy was old enough to be her grandfather.

When the new female juror number five finally got seated, she crossed her legs and it seemed like for an instant she pointed the opening between her knees straight in my direction giving me a peek at her flaming red panties. Of course, she was all Miss Innocence and I felt ashamed of my reaction because I should have known better.

Actually, when the trial got started in earnest, it was a bit boring despite the fact it would determine the remainder of my life on this earth.

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