CHAPTER 54 - ABJECT AND HONEST...REALLY HE IS...THAT UNICORN, LEPRECHAUN AND PIG IN THE AIR ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL!
MASTER BEDROOM - EARLY DAWN
BRIAN
He's whimpering, I’m groaning. It feels absolutely exquisite. “You should see this.” He breathes in my ear. “So hot.”
“Mmm.” Is all I can manage as the silkiness that is his dick slides back into me. I can’t help the push back as he reaches around and grasps my cock. “Unh!”
“Always.” He pants as he strokes and thrusts. “Promise!”
“Yes, always.” I moan, and twist as he speeds up.
“Like silk.”
“Yeah.”
Four deep feel-in-my-throat thrusts later, we sink onto the bed and catch our breath. I quiver as he withdraws, then slowly turn over. He flops down on my chest with a beatific smile.
“Beard oil.” I murmur.
“You are not growing a beard!” He decrees tiredly. “I have sensitive skin, and with the amount of times we kiss and the intensity, I will be cut to ribbons!”
“No, Twerp, for your cock, balls and crack, beard oil.” He looks up. “Keeps the skin nice and soft...as well as lubed, if you get the right kind.” I chuckle as lasciviously as I can while drifting into a blissful sleep.
“Multitasker.”
“Mmm.”
“Getsome…”
“Havesome…” I yawn before snapping off the light and rolling us out of the wet spot. “...sleeptwerp.”
“Mebratyoutwerp.” He mumbles.
“Mmm.”
ALLEGHANY COURTHOUSE - THREE DAYS LATER, MID-MORNING
COURTROOM 3
JEREMY
I look at my watch and then at the door. Once again, I have been taken in by crocodile tears and bullshit. Sighing, I look across at the other person in this mess. He looks sickly, as well he might, looks like Novotny has hung him on this one. I look at my watch again. Grimacing, I risk looking at Marilyn, who is sitting with Ted. She is squeezing his hand and whispering to him. He nods but looks as pissed off as I feel. I start to put my things away when the door opens.
“Sorry I’m late, the previous meeting overran and I didn’t have access to my phone.”
We all stare as Novotny rushes down to join me, he is wearing a suit and tie.
“And where was this meeting?” Judge Caroline Abbey demands. “Outer Mongolia?”
“No, Your Honour, courtroom 7.”
Your Honour! He said Your Honour without promoting or snark! What new game is this?!
“Your reputation has preceded you. You know I can and will check, don't you?!”
“Yes, Your Honour, I was charged with and found guilty of assault and cause and effect. I have to report back to the court next week for sentencing.”
I look at Ted who again looks how I am feeling...gobsmacked!
“There will be a ten minute recess while the truth is ascertained. Bailiff, if you please.”
“Yes, Your Honour.” He clears his throat. “All rise but remain.”
We wait for her to leave in silence before I turn to him. “Whatever book she throws at you, I hope it hits you in the heart. Maybe then it will wake up and get to work.”
“Jeremy, that’s where I was.” He returns.
“I am your attorney, or had your forgotten that? I would have been there with you.”
“You resigned as my attorney, remember?”
“And then you came back to my office weeping and wailing about how sorry you were after the incident and made that statement of contrition. Or should I say tissue of lies!”
“If I was lying would I be here?!”
“Yes. You have another person to blame. You’ve shielded him for 3 years, so it’s his turn to pay now is it? Have you had a recurrence of the oral herpes he gave you, or does that only happen with the chlamydia?”
He goes beet red before shaking his head, but before he can speak the bailiff again clears his throat.
“All rise.”
Judge Abbey comes back in and sits down. “He’s telling the truth. He was there and was found guilty.”
“Jesus.” Once again Ted and I are in sync as I was thinking the same thing!
“Now back to the matter in hand here. I have a statement from you, Mr Novotny, admitting total culpability in this fraud and for defaming the name and character of Jerry Grayson, does that still stand.”
Everyone is holding their breath as he holds her gaze. “Yes, that is true. I gave Bob Barbarosa a portion of the money to keep quiet. He was going to retire in a year, and…”
“That’s a lie!”
“Silence!”
“I have my bank statements from that time.”
This is a pod person, it has to be a pod person!
“I want to see them.”
“Do I give them to…”
I stand quickly. “Your honour, I haven’t seen these documents, if I could…”
“Five minutes, if that.”
“Thank you.” I snatch the papers off him and read it before looking across at Bob’s attorney and starting to smile. He rubs his temple before turning to his client. They talk before he stands.
“Your honour, Mr Barbarosa is, as the court has heard, in ill-health and…”
“The documents please.” She demands, and the bailiff takes them to her. She reads quietly. “I have no evidence of his ill-health, but do have evidence that he took a sizeable amount of money from Mr Novotny. What was it for if not for what he says it was?” We wait and watch the sweat beginning to form on his forehead. “I am going to need an answer or shall take Mr Novotny’s statement to be the truth of the matter.”
“Uh…”
“Counsellor, ‘uh’ is not an answer.”
Sighing, he looks across at us. “They colluded in making Jerry Grayson the scapegoat in this and further ensuring that he would not be employed anywhere within the industry.” I hear the first sniff and gentle whispering. “But they did not imagine that he would do what he did and do not take responsibility for his…”
“I take responsibility, and so should he. At least I didn't turn up at the funeral and lie to her face about how sorry I was.” Michael declares.
“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Bob yells, standing up quickly, all signs of weak as a kitten behaviour earlier gone.
“I’ve got nothing to lose now. The truth will set you free, isn’t that what they say? I am not going to be free for a long time, I suppose, I might as well just get it over and done with. Come out with a clean slate.” He turns to Marilyn and swallows hard. “I never meant for that to happen, to Jerry I mean. I just was so angry with him for not giving me the job. No excuses, but just my reasons. I am truly sorry that he felt that this was his only way out of the misery we caused him.”
“I will never forgive you for this, nor will Dylan. You are not the one that has to tell him what really happened!” She thunders. “I didn’t think it was possible to hate two people as much as I hate you.”
“You’re not the only one.”
“Give me their names! We’ll get together and throw a party!” She turns to Bob. “But you. You I hate more than him, because I never liked him anyway. You fucking low bellied gutless cunt, what did you say to them? Did you laugh as you wrote them or when you hung up, knowing that he would never get the job after the references you gave him?!”
He says nothing, like the pernicious pathetic pussball he is, he says nothing, just looks first at the floor then he turns his back on her.
“Your honour.” He takes a breath. “Jerry said one of my better qualities is my meticulousness. I have copies of those too.”
“Oh for God sake!” Bob explodes.
“Like I said, full disclosure. I’m going down and this time the right person is going down with me.”