Classy wife was once a small town slut
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Casey Merriman was nervous. She had her first major assignment blown with David Findley's death on the watch of one of her team members. And she had live dynamite to go with it.
After talking with Cathy, she had felt a little uncomfortable. The fact that the entire guard team was a scratch team made up of different women from different commands made things more uncomfortable. Before she had left Friday to go home she had taken a very unusual step. She felt it was for her own protection. Little did she know it would do much more.
Nanny cams had been popular at the turn of the century, and had become increasingly innovative and capable. The floppy ears and bright blue eyes of the bunny rabbit sitting on the table next to the flowers labeled "Get well David" was a far cry from the primitive devices of the earlier era. Blessed with binary SSD storage, low light video, and Stereo recording, burst wave transmission capability and extended range optics, as well as a receiver tuned to the national clock for time stamps, this device was well accepted as fulfilling the needs for prosecutorial evidence. Casey had bought the unit herself and had called to have it impounded when she heard of David's death on Sunday night.
The nursing staff had bundled the rabbit up amongst the other effects that were in the room when the room was sealed. Casey had taken along an investigator from internal affairs and homicide with her when she went to retrieve it. That was to prove to be fortuitous.
Looking at the timestamp and clear images on the projector screen caused Melissa Dove to exclaim "Shit. This is NOT how I wanted to start a Monday."
Clearly depicted was the woman entering the room, walking over to the IV stand and injecting something into the line going into David's arm. A few moments later, she reached over to the consoles and pushed a series of buttons, which immediately blanked the status board from yellow, indicating remote monitoring, to blue, indicating local monitoring only.
The woman turned to David and held his wrist, while watching her watch for several moments. After about two minutes, she walked away. The monitors visible to the camera clearly showed an abrupt cessation of activity on the Cardiac monitors.
The three officers looked at the screen and then at each other. This was nuclear waste of the worst sort. "Who do we even go to with this?" Melissa said out loud.
Silence was a response. After a few moments, Casey said "Well, I brought it to you guys. And I want a copy for my own files. Now you guys figure out where to take this"
"Casey, You are NOT to talk to anyone about this. In fact, you are to stay in the office here with me until we can get someone here to talk this over with you." Melissa said.
"Sure. But I want my PBA lawyer here as well. You may be trusted, but I recognize that face."
"I don't blame you." Melissa said, as she looked at the image of the woman in the nurse's smock. A woman she also recognized as the Director of external affairs for the Chicago Police Department. And who was clearly taped while murdering a suspect in custody.
"This is one hell of a way to start a Monday." Melissa asked aloud, "Who the hell do I even go to with this?"
Pre Trial Meetings In Judges Chambers.Thelma Watson was the absolute last jurist that Colleen and Charlene ever wanted to present a case in front of. She taught part time at the University of Chicago Law school, had been anticipating becoming the Dean of that institution when she retired from the bench and was a very canny lawyer in her own right. Fifteen years in the DA's office had followed five years in the Public Defenders office, which meant that she knew both sides.
She also ran her courtroom like a ship at sea in wartime. You crossed her at grave risk to your self and others. She was also as fair as possible with each and every case. And had never been reversed on appeal.
"So, Charlene. With the primary defendant dead, why are we continuing with this trial in my courtroom? " Thelma began.
"Your honor, we believe that the remaining defendant was clearly a co-conspirator to the offenses we have presented, and that the charges we bring to this court are sufficiently heinous to result in a quick and damming conviction. We do, however, acknowledge the demise of Mr. Findley and offer to reduce from the current charges to a single charge of criminal abuse and negligence on the part of Ms. Findley."
"You wish I would take that" Sue Barksdale replied. "We will see you in court."
"Ms. Barksdale, I hope you have a solid line of reasoning for rejecting this offer?" Thelma replied.
"I believe I do. Your honor, the prosecution's assistant conducted an expensive witch-hunt to punish the people who lawfully terminated her younger sister. This activity has already indirectly resulted in the death of one of the defendants. The District attorney's office has squandered resources and filed a host of unsupportable charges in the hopes of trying this in the press and in persuading you to continue with a trial that has no merit." Sue said.
"Really? You believe that a conspiracy exists to punish your clients?" Thelma said.
"I believe that a single sad and grieving woman has abused her prosecutorial office and now her boss is trying to save face by manufacturing a charge that is outside of the legislative intent of the statues she is sworn to enforce." Sue said carefully.
"Your honor, it is the responsibility of judiciary to interpret the law and apply it to all situations where violations may have occurred. It is the responsibility of the prosecution to bring all of these issues to light." Charlene said.
"I am well aware of my responsibilities as a Jurist, Ms. Davis. And I thoroughly intend to execute those responsibilities. However, I am not comfortable with conducting a trial where the goal is to expand the meaning of a law outside of the legislative intent." Thelma replied.
"Your honor, our office believes that we have offered several times in good faith to reach a agreement on these charges in the interest of the state and have been rebuffed." Charlene continued.
"Excuse me" Sue interrupted. "Your honor, the prosecution started with over three thousand charges of unlawful discrimination and eighty six charges of slavery. They have charged over six thousand instances of Prostitution against women who were living there as live in workers because other laws restricted their movement. They have badgered all of the people exempted under the PCA with Findley's help and have incarcerated the man and his wife with no bond, conducted a massive public relations campaign, and have frozen their assets leaving them locked up and penniless. And they have been forced to drop everything except eight remaining charges of Slavery. For which you do not have a single living complainant. At the expense of almost two thousand man hours of grand jury investigation. And now the prosecution wants to extend the law to accommodate a new definition because the old one isn't good enough to get a conviction?" Sue asked.
"Your honor, we are offering now to settle for reduced charges on humanitarian grounds", Charlene began.
"No." Sue interrupted. "We are prepared to argue this case on the Facts and on the law at the time you say crimes were committed. Your honor, this is about the law. And what the law was. Either the state drops all charges or we continue with a full trial."
"Well, Ms. Davis. You have a decision to make here. But I want to let you know that I will not harbor any lawmaking in my courtroom. This is a decision on the case and the law as it was at the time of the alleged offenses. Ms. Barksdale, I assume you have sufficient witnesses to educate us on the aspect of the law in question?" Thelma said with a smile.
"As a matter of fact, I do. The woman who helped write the book on the slavery statute with respect to the PCA in Illinois and the Women's' chair of the University of Chicago."
"Your honor, calling the victims of this to testify for the defense is hardly prudent. They are people who are too close emotionally to see how badly they have been damaged." Charlene said, starting to object.
"But you have already quoted Nancy Ayers in your earlier case presentation without calling her as a witness. I don't think you can selectively quote a publication without cross examination, do you?" Sue said with a smile.
Sitting quietly, Charlene realized that delay was her friend, not the defense.
"Your honor, we need to have a continuation while we consider another offer that the defense may find more palatable." Charlene said.
"Ms. Davis, I will grant you an additional week. At this time, I am going to order the Margaret Findley's release." Thelma said. "In the mean time, If you move to re-file charges, or sue for a change of venue, or any other shenanigans, I will find you in contempt of court and hold you personally here until such time as I feel you have mended your ways." Thelma said coldly.
"Your honor, I object to the release. The circumstances of the Findley's being a flight risk have not changed." Charlene began.
"Sue, do you feel your client would object to surrendering her passport?" Thelma asked.
"No. Your honor,"
"So ordered. Ms. Davis. Either be prepared to try the cases with the victims testimony or be prepared for a finding. And no monkey business about Nula Proses. If you say that in my court while I am seated, you will be in jail for as long as I can keep you there." Thelma said.
In many states, the prosecution reserves the right to Nula Proses (or nullify processing) of the trial. They are in effect dropping charges and going home. This does not mean a finding of not guilty. It means that they elect to stop the process of prosecution at this time. This is usually done when the prosecution feels that they are afraid that a judge will render a statement or verdict that is absolutely off the wall. Very seldom used, because it is considered a withdrawal before verdict. And it pisses judges off a lot.
"Your honor, I would never do that without having extraordinary reasons" Charlene said
"Just remember it will have extraordinary consequences if you do." Thelma said.
"Your honor, I do want to bring up an issue that may have impact on this case" Sue continued with a smile. "Begging your indulgence, your honor, Ms. Davis, I am presenting you with a subpoena to appear before a grand jury of the US Seventh District Court in Springfield. There are some matters of investigation that you can help them to clarify"
Stunned silence filled the room. The old fashioned blue envelope was clearly embossed with the seal of the Justice Department and the notification was for today. "Your Honor, I was very thankful we went into chambers, as it would not be in keeping with my respect for your court to present it in public." Sue continued.
"Well, you damn sure have hutzpah doing this in my Chambers." Thelma said severely.
"Your honor, this is a very sudden development and one which we felt the court should be aware of. I did not intend to be either criminally or civilly in contempt, and this seemed like a good time, given your history of having an orderly courtroom, to deliver this. I would not want to cause a stir." Sue said with a very faint smile.
"I presume that this may have some impact on the ability of the prosecution to be ready in four weeks?" Thelma said drily.
"I would not venture to make any assumption on the amount of time needed." Sue said with a smile
As Sue walked toward the door, she suddenly stopped and turned. "By the way, Jamie Peterson has already flown back from Vegas. Among other things, I will be asking her specifically why she left the prosecutor's office. And why she left this case. And her opinion of the case management. Under Oath. And she has already received her subpoena as well."
"How did you find her?" Charlene blurted out.
"Counsuler, were you entertaining an obstacle to the process of the defense?" Thelma asked quietly.
The silence was broken by Sue. "I am not sure how Ms. Peterson was served, but I do have a recording of her accepting service." Sue continued. "And she is staying here in Chicago. At our expense."
"Your honor, we will need some time to prepare" Charlene said.
"Why? You already know what she will be testifying to. Nothing outside of the management and conduct of the case at trial." Sue smoothly continued.
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My wife loves . Quite a surprise when you appreciate how Maria was brought up to be such a lady. She has certainly changed a lot these past few years and prefers a stiff, brisk pounding to anything else. Particularly at the hands of a strong black man. At 35, she is a stunning woman. After having our daughter Lucy, she kept a wonderful figure and I’ve always been attracted to her upmarket, stylish looks. So lost in many of today’s women. Maria’s crisp, intelligent face, flirtatious ways and...
InterracialAre we all in the mood for some classy sexiness? I know I am, and since you decided to check out r/classysexy/, I am guessing that you are as well. But, what is r/classysexy/ really about? I think it is all written in the name, but at the same time, I can see why the fuck you might be confused. Well, it is all about sexiness, but in a classy way.So if you were expecting chicks just to spread their legs wide open or you know… get extremely kinky, you should visit a different subreddit. And since...
Reddit NSFW ListDoston… Pichla chudai story me mai bataya tha kaise mai meri biwi ki behan ko choda tha daru pilake. Ab mai usko mera aur do office colleague milkar choda tha. Ye ghatna ab mai mera personal experience se likhne ja raha hoon.. Sayed ap logo ko pasand aye. Mai ne pichli bar jab usko choda tha, mera mobile phone pe uski video banaya tha jise yo dekhi nehi thi. Kyunki yo us wakt daru ke nesha pe thi. But ye video baad me mere kaam me aya. Ek din mera office me kuch garbar hua. Mai fans gaya aur...
Working the early shift at the Spee-D-Mart was one of those things Emily had gotten used to in the almost fifteen years she'd been working there. At one time it had been a pain in the butt to have to get the kids around for school, especially when Kevin was at work as well. But, Kayla and J.J. were old enough now that they could get themselves put together and off to school, although like a good mom Emily usually gave them a call from the store to make sure they were up and running. They...
The boys caressed my inner thighs and boobs. I recapitulated the extraordinary turn of events over the last three months. Vineeta has fucked her son. I got sucked into the experience and ended up sucking my son. I took it up a few notches higher by fucking my son and husband in an amazing threesome. Then my son and Vini’s son fucked the living daylights out of her and made ‘her pussy see stars.’ Now I was gearing up for the same treatment. Where is this all going? There can’t be any turning...
IncestSlamming the door as she gets home, Melissa lets out a huge sigh. Thank God today is over. I do not know if I could deal with another second . I can not believe that I have to deal with bull crap. Is there an off switch to this man’s mouth? I really do not need all of this advice and for that matter I really do not want it either. Sometimes I wish that I could lock him in the freezer and let him freeze. She thinks to herself. ‘What is wrong?’ her mother said as she came down the stairs. ‘What...
Early one morning, very early, Sandy & Randy’s Mom came home from work unexpectedly. Whenever Mom was working nights, Sandy would set the alarm for 6am, several hours before she would be expected. But that didn’t help this time. Mom got home at 1am after a co-worker dropped her off due to the awful “day” at work at the hospital. Still teary-eyed, she quietly came into the small apartment and smaller bedroom to peek in on Sandy and Randy, her only saving grace to her difficult life. They...
Wednesday I had to go to basketball practice. Trish drove me to the dorm, and then I jogged over to the gym. I was early enough to get in some extra shooting and free throw practice. The hand was hot as I was making shots from all over. My fifteen to twenty-foot jumper was almost an automatic. Normally if I missed, it was usually around the fifteen-foot area, so I was feeling on top of the world. The coach had us do some mundane drills and then let us air out by doing a few tag team wind...
“Woo hoo! I’ve got a date! Finally a real, proper date!” Ellen dropped her phone onto the table and punched the air, “You little beauty!!” Her fleeting reverie was interrupted by a tinny, laughing voice from the table, “Ellen? Ellen! I’m still here.” “Bob? Is that you?” Ellen looked around, confused, until she noticed that the screen of her iPhone was still lit up. “Oh shit, fuck!” she cursed, bringing it back to her ear, she’d never been much good with technology, “Bob?” “Well,” he laughed...
"What I need is a dirty woman." Paul was talking to no one in particular and no one was really listening to him. Paul was sitting in the house with Alice, Suzi, Arthur, Anna, Steve, and some girl named Linda. The others knew to ignore him but Annahad to ask, "What do you mean a dirty woman?" "She could be a dirty girl, but it is more an outlook on life than anything else. She needs to enjoy sex." "You need a whore?" Paul wondered how old Anna really was. Arthur said 18, but if she...
I'm not the kind of guy that gives up easily. If I'm interested in something, I usually stick with it until I'm satisfied I've got as far as I can go. With Dana, it was different. First of all, she was occupying my thoughts far more than I expected. I kept thinking about how I could find out more about her. What was her secret? The most obvious conclusion was that she'd been burned by some guy and she was just protecting herself from getting hurt again. That was the most obvious...
---- "Wh-What are you doing here?" I asked, more than a little surprised. She looked disappointed. "I'm sorry," she said, shifting uncomfortably, getting ready to leave. "I thought-" "No, no, it's okay, you just surprised me is all. I wasn't expecting to see you tonight," I lied, trying to control my pounding heart. I hadn't thought of what I would do, despite my earlier thoughts. I couldn't get rid of either of them. I loved Brook, but I couldn't do that to Taylor,...