Death and a Life in Emerald CoveChapter 18
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Allyson asked for a sidebar with Judge Manning and the prosecution before the second afternoon session opened. Jonah Attenborough joined them at the bench.
"Your Honor, the state asks for the Court's indulgence," Allyson opened. "Because of Mr. Quinn's constant interruptions over matters than have already been decided and Mr. Mayfield's outbursts, the state's case is not as far along with this witness as we'd hoped. I'm positive that Mr. Quinn will wish to spend a considerable amount of time cross-examining Mr. Currence. Because of the expense of housing this witness and his minders, the state asks that you extend the afternoon session until we can conclude direct examination of this witness."
Wyatt Quinn knew that the state wanted to end the day's testimony on something dramatic so the jurors would have all night to mull it over. After his discussion with his client, Quinn had a good idea of what that testimony might be. He would prefer to be able to begin cross-examination immediately after the bombshell Currence was likely to drop.
"I resent the fact that Ms. Granger blames her lack of preparation on me," Quinn said.
"Lack of preparation?" Allyson shot back hotly. "You've bitched and moaned a hundred times over stuff you've already pissed and whined about in pretrial motions. Still, you look like a damned Jack-in-the-Box with how often your ass leaves the chair."
"Ms. Granger!" Manning said sharply, "have some decorum."
"I apologize, Your Honor," Allyson said insincerely. "But you still have to admit I have a point."
"You do," Manning conceded. He, too, was cognizant of how much housing and feeding Ricky Currence was costing Emerald Cove. The city had to pay the neighboring county for the cost of keeping Currence there. They would also have to reimburse the state of West Virginia for the two troopers who accompanied Currence and for the cost of transportation.
"You have to take into account the jurors' sensibilities," Quinn said, frowning at the judge's implied rebuke.
"I also agree with Mr. Quinn," Manning stated. "I am not going to keep the jury here indefinitely and then drag them back in early tomorrow morning. That's unconscionable. I will allow the state to continue until five fifteen. That will allow the jurors time to return to their hotel and get to supper on time. We will take a ten minute recess at four. If you can't wrap up by five fifteen, you'll have to continue tomorrow."
Allyson would have preferred another hour but she understood that Manning had given her all he was going to.
"Thank you, Your Honor," she said.
Manning nodded and had a bailiff bring the jurors back from their extended break. He explained the situation to them in blunt terms, telling them that the prohibitive cost of keeping the witness in South Carolina meant that court would be extended until the witness was excused.
A few jurors frowned at the news, perhaps figuring they would be sitting in their seats well into the night. Still, it wasn't as though they had a lot to look forward to at the hotel.
"I fully understand that we can't expect you to maintain your attention level for hours on end," Manning continued. "I have agreed to extend our session until 5:15 this afternoon, and not a minute later. I truly hope this will not present any further hardship for you. We truly appreciate the service you're performing for us."
Allyson walked Currence through the Gallia Crew's deteriorating relationship with Mark Shrekengost for a few more minutes, planting the seed that part of Mayfield's motive was his intense dislike of the interloper.
The next step was to present the other portion of Mayfield's motive: his infatuation with Mary Beth Brockleman.
Currence testified that the defendant had spent most of his middle school years pursuing Mary Beth. She had always rebuffed his advances, sometimes cruelly. But she had the protection of Mark Shrekengost, who scared the boys into keeping her safe.
"They dated exclusively from sixth grade until their junior year of high school," Currence said. "They were the perfect couple, at least to my eyes. Their breakup was a surprise. The first thing Jonathan did was to ask her out. Once again, she turned him down."
"At any time, did Mary Beth Brockleman show any interest – romantic or sexually – toward the defendant, Jonathan Mayfield?" Allyson posed.
"None," Currence said. "She positively despised him – and the rest of us. I doubt she would fish our heads out of mud hole if we were drowning."
Currence closed his eyes and shook his head sadly.
"No, that's wrong," he said. "She would have helped us if we needed help. That's the way she was. To portray her any other way is completely unfair. She was a very nice person."
"How did Mr. Mayfield take her rejection?" Allyson wondered.
"The same way he always did," Currence answered. "He was angry. He became more and more obsessed by her."
"I object to the characterization, Your Honor," Quinn said. "That clearly is the witness' opinion. He is not a mental health professional and is not qualified to offer any interpretation of my client's state of mind."
"I know the bastard," Currence said angrily. "I've spent my entire life around him."
"Mr. Currence!" Judge Manning said loudly. "You will be silent while an objection is pending. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, Your Honor," Currence said. "But I do know him."
"I believe that you do," Manning stated. "Even so, you do not have the requisite training to offer a diagnosis to the jury. The objection is sustained. Ms. Granger, you may rephrase the question or move along."
Allyson nodded and looked at her notes.
"Mr. Currence, did Mr. Mayfield do anything out of the ordinary in regard to Miss Brockleman?" she asked.
"Very little of what he did in that regard was what I would consider 'ordinary'," Currence answered.
"Can you give us an example?" Allyson asked.
"He insisted that we – he, Trevor, Joey and me – arrange our schedule so that one of us was in every class with her," Currence said. "If he found out – if one of us overheard – that she planned to be somewhere at a particular time, he insisted that one of us – or all of us – be there, too. We trailed her to the mall, to the movies, out to dinner with her family. He stole a pair of her underwear out of her gym bag. He threatened other guys who asked her out. As I stated, nothing he did was ordinary when it came to Mary Beth Brockleman."
"How did Miss Brockleman react?" Allyson asked.
"She ignored us," Currence said. "That only made it worse for her."
"And how did Mark Shrekengost react?" Allyson wondered.
"His reaction was immediate," Currence said. "He told us we had better stay away from her unless she gave us the okay to proceed."
"But it didn't stop you from harassing her, did it?" Allyson put forth.
"No, it didn't," Currence told the jury. "What we did was to become better at sneaking around. We couldn't do anything about her seeing us in her classes. But if we knew she was going to the movies, we wouldn't go as a group. Uh, well, despite our reputations, we didn't have trouble getting dates. A lot of girls were willing to put up with us in order to see some of the benefits – an uptick in their popularity, invitations to the best parties and the fact we had money to spend on dates."
"Did Mr. Mayfield's attention to Mary Beth Brockleman wane after you graduated high school and she moved away?" Allyson inquired.
"If anything it intensified," Currence said. "Uh, all of us moved to different locations – near the victims we selected. We decided we needed to keep an eye on them until the statute of limitation expired on sexual assault. We had been warned that the biggest threat we faced was from someone from an outside jurisdiction getting his teeth into the case and tracking everyone down."
"Who warned you of this?" Allyson interrupted.
"The Sheriff of Gallia County," Currence said. "He warned us that we needed to confine our activities to a jurisdiction that he could control. That meant we stayed away from anything in the city limits. That would be the jurisdiction of the city police there and Sheriff Stone wouldn't oversee the investigation. I'm living proof that the man was right. If Jonathan hadn't killed Mary Beth Brockleman down here, I'd be free right now."
"I object to the witness' answer," Quinn said. "He is assuming facts not in evidence."
"Sustained," Manning answered. "The last sentence is stricken from the record. The jury should disregard it."
"After graduation, what did Mr. Mayfield do?" Allyson asked.
"He found out that Mary Beth was going to attend college at Ohio Southern," Currence said. "That was announced at our end of the year assembly. We had heard that she planned to attend Ohio University in Athens, Ohio. That's why Jonathan decided to go to Midland College. That's only 15 minutes away from OU. When he learned that Mary Beth was headed to a different college, he had to scramble. He couldn't get into Ohio Southern. You have to have a really high GPA, a solid SAT score and a strong background in community service to be accepted there. Jonathan had none of the above. So he switched at the last minute to Xavier in Cincinnati. He had been accepted there – probably because his father went there – and he was back to being just a few minutes away from his quarry."
"Your Honor," Quinn said, "the last statement is prejudicial and is pure speculation."
Currence wanted to reply but he held his tongue.
"I can rephrase the last statement, Your Honor," he offered.
"That would be best," Manning said. "The last sentence is stricken."
"Mr. Mayfield went to Xavier and he was again only a few miles away from the victim in this case," Currence restated. He looked up expectantly at Judge Manning, who nodded his appreciation.
"Did you, personally, accompany Mr. Mayfield when he tried to be near Ms. Brockleman?" Allyson asked.
"I did," Currence said. "I lived in Huntington, West Virginia, but I spent as much time in Cincinnati and Batavia as I did at my apartment. Jonathan always seemed to know when Mary Beth was going out somewhere. Her first semester in college, Jonathan focused on making friends with people on the perimeter of her circle of friends. We would go to Batavia once or twice a month that first year. Mary Beth always ignored us. She never even acknowledged our presence. She didn't look our way. She didn't accept the drinks that Jonathan bought and sent over – and she never, not ever, was alone for even a moment. She always had at least three friends with her. I mean when she went to the bar, when she went to the bathroom, when she went home. She was never alone."
"Were the trips to where Mary Beth attended school the only time you followed her?" Allyson asked.
"Not hardly," Currence said. "We found out she was heading to Dayton to an air show one weekend and Jonathan insisted all of us needed to make the trip, too."
"Did you?" Allyson pushed.
"Yeah," Currence said with a frown. "We met in Cincinnati and drove up from there. It took us a while to locate Mary Beth – and this time she only had one friend with her. Jonathan was completely giddy over that fact. He had insisted that we all packed our 'Rape Kits' in the trunk."
"Your plan was to sexually assault Mary Beth Brockleman at the air show?" Allyson asked in amazement.
"Either at the air show or at her hotel afterward," Currence admitted. "We found out she was staying in a single room at the Comfort Inn in Dayton. We also had rooms there."
"Did you sexually assault Miss Brockleman in Dayton?" Allyson asked in a harsh voice.
"No," Currence said, shaking her head. "She saw us and completely disappeared. We looked all over the place but she was gone. The desk clerk at the hotel said she had checked out."
"How did Mr. Mayfield react?" Allyson inquired.
"With anger," Currence said.
Allyson longed to delve into the events that transpired later that evening but Judge Manning had ruled in overly prejudicial to the defense. Mayfield had been charged in the events of that evening – along with Currence and Joey Straight – but he hadn't been convicted. The rest of the evening would go unsaid until it came time to determine Mayfield's sentence.
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This novel is set in the universe of the Whateley Academy. It takes place after most of the current universes characters have graduated, and is fan fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the timeline, characters, and continuity, but since it's fan fiction, who cares? Most likely it will not match the canon of the universe. I believe this is the first work that has been written with the ABDL community in mind. Please do note that it will have diapers and other...
It was my green night. I don't know why, I just like the color. My husband, Terry, was tying his bowtie in the mirror. His white cotton button-down and black slacks fit him well. The vee of his red and black suspenders widened at his broad shoulders and matched the black tie of his tuxedo perfectly. We did this probably three times per year for the last three years. It had to be the biggest event. It had to be the richest people. We didn't really run in those circles, but that's probably how we...
ExhibitionismRandi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
This novel is set in the universe of the Whateley Academy. It takes place after most of the current universes characters have graduated, and is fan fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the timeline, characters, and continuity, but since it's fan fiction, who cares? Most likely it will not match the canon of the universe. I believe this is the first work that has been written with the ABDL community in mind. Please do note that it will have diapers and other...
My lovers are always surprised, sometimes even shocked, at the overwhelming strength and duration of my orgasms. I never reveal the true reason, that would truly be shocking.It was July 1st. We’d arrived at my grandparents' farm the night before. It was thrilling to be back in Transylvania where I grew up. My parents and I had left when I was eight to emigrate to the United States for a better life. Now, at twenty-two, this was my graduation present, the one I’d longed for. My memories of the...
Monster SexWell at long last here we are! I last posted a chapter of this in February of 2017. I had some real life things that came up then and I just couldn't ever get my head back in the space to write this again! It's always bothered me that I didn't finish it... but Exchanged, Diamond Tours, Seems Too Good, Undercover Tour, and another novel under a different pen name all ended up coming out and I couldn't do anything with this one! (This particular chapter has sat half-finished for much of...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
This novel is set in the universe of the Whateley Academy. It takes place after most of the current universes characters have graduated. As such it is fan fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the timeline, characters, and continuity, but since it's fan fiction, who cares? Most likely it will not match the canon of the universe. I believe this is the first work that has been written with the ABDL community in mind. Please do note that it will have diapers and...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Emerald Princess ++++++++++++++++++++ Chapter 22: Preparations ++++++++++++++++++++ I RUBBED MY eyes as I woke up in my crib in Caireen's castle. I felt sore as I pushed myself to my feet, and discovered my diaper was already messy. I gave into my inner infant and began crying for Caireen. Fortunately, she didn't make me wait long before she gathered me into her arms and hugged me. "Shh..." She bounced me gently in her arms as she walked to the changing table and laid me down. My...
100% fiction! Whilst Emerald Bay was working at her job as a Care Assistant, she was talking to one of her work Colleagues about sunbeds her colleague told her about a local hair salon which had a sun capsule. So the next day when Emerald Bay had her day of work and Emeraldbay paid a visit to the salon and booked a sun capsule session of 35 Mins at the rate of £25.00,after the session was booked Emerald Bay was in the sun capsule every other day then going of to the local bar for a Latte or a...
First Time"So that's how you became like this?" asked Annabel, "No, that's how I became an air headed, sex-crazed bimbo that the stereotype expects. It took years to become who I am today. On that day, when I saw Lester for the first time as Lulu, I wasn't thinking of trying to escape, or even trying to think clearly. My goals were simple, to get his cock inside me as quickly as possible because masturbation pales in comparison to having as many cocks inside you as you can get your hands on. I...
As in many criminal trials, the defense had the option of waiting until the close of the case in chief (another name for the prosecution's parade of testimony and evidence) to deliver its opening statement. Wyatt Quinn stood in front of the assembled jurors with his hands in the pockets of his Brooks Brothers suit. He didn't have a picture of the victim or any other prop with him. He would use his words to sway the jury to his side of the argument. "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury," he...