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Rough BoyChapter 10
I sat quietly. My lawyer wrote in his legal pad; he looked up at the ceiling every few seconds. We hadn't said much to each other throughout the trial The prosecution's case was simple, boiling down the situation as 'willing during the sex act didn't mean willing'. My lawyer hammered away at the prosecution's witness, making sure the jury understood the girl had come to my house knowing what could happen. In fact, I was on trial because she EXPECTED it to happen. Sophie invited one...