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Chapter 48 Trial
Mr. Davids called up Paul to the stand. After being sworn in, Paul's lawyer began. "You loved Mr. Bass, didn't you?"
"Of course. He's kind and smart and cute. He was going through a hard time and I fell in love with him. I wanted to protect him."
My blood boiled at his words. And I felt guilty for what happened.
"When did things change between you?"
"I honestly can't say. I loved him and didn't want anything to change. Our sex life was good. But he seemed like he wasn't enjoying it. I read in a book the different things couples do to spice up their sex life and decided to try something out. When he responded positively to it, I figured I would keep it up but vary it a bit."
"Did he respond to those acts in the same way?"
"Sure he did. Sometimes he would orgasm several times in one night."
"An obvious show of enjoyment."
"Objection, your Honor," D.A. Allans replied. "Just because someone reaches orgasm during a rape doesn't mean they enjoyed it. With the proper stimulation, anyone can reach an orgasm, regardless if they want to or not."
"Sustained."
I knew some of this was to hurt Lance as well as me. If they could get one of us worked up to respond out of turn, it would give them some leeway in their favor.
"Did Mr. Bass show you signs he enjoyed your relationship?"
"He bought me lots of gifts and took me with him when he went to parties and stuff. I think those things show that one loves someone else."
"Is there anything else you would like to say to the court?"
"Yeah. I can't believe Lance is doing this to me. I thought we were in love."
"No further questions."
"Your witness, Mr. Allan."
The D.A. stood up and walked up to the witness stand.
"Tell me, do you consider 'No, stop!' encouraging words during sex?"
"What do you mean?"
"How many times did Mr. Bass say those things to you during sex? Once? Twice? Ten times?"
"I don't know."
"How about one hundred? How about every time you were rough with him?"
"I don't know!"
"And does 'no, stop' mean yes to you?"
"No."
"Then why did you keep up the rough sex?"
"I thought he was getting into the part of the kinky sex we were having."
"And when tears came down his face, that didn't give you any indication?"
"I didn't see any tears."
"Because you didn't care."
"Objection!" Mr. Davids said standing up. "Mr. Allan is interpreting motives."
"Sustained."
"Sorry, your Honor. It just seems that is what his actions have pointed to."
"Objection!"
"Mr. Allan, refrain of insinuations and stick to the facts."
"What do you have to say about the damage inflicted upon Mr. Bass?" the D.A. said.
"I'm sorry it happened."
"Let me go further down the report," Mr. Allan said. "The doctor goes on to say that evidence of this happening before is the scar tissue on the interior. The type of damage inflicted is noticeable, not just with physical reactions of pain by tears and what not, but by bleeding from the anal area.
"Did you ever pull out of Mr. Bass and your penis be covered in blood?"
"On occasion," Paul answered. "But that happens with anal intercourse."
"Not as much as Mr. Bass has told me. And with what the doctor's exam states, the damage done was intentional, physical abuse. The internal wounds prove that. What you did to Mr. Bass was nothing short of physical assault. You intimidated him and kept him under your reign by fear. You are a predator."
Mr. Allan turned and walked back to the table with Lance.
The afternoon wore on with the two lawyers duking it out over what happened. They finally had closing arguments and the judge declared a short recess while he considered the evidence. Jessica, Justin, Lance and I stood outside with the District Attorney discussing the case.
"We gave the judge all the evidence," Mr. Allan said. "We gave him the facts and backed everything up with the medical examination. I don't think we are going to lose."
I put my hand on Lance's shoulder and massaged it, trying to relieve some of the tension he was feeling.
We headed back into the courtroom and sat down. We stood up when the judge entered and then everyone sat.
"Will the plaintiff and the defendant rise," Judge Parker replied.
The lawyers and the clients stood before the judge.
"This case is a very difficult one to decide. There are many outside variables that affect my decision, not my personal beliefs I would like to point out. Our laws do not recognize same-sex couples nor do they extend any rights to same-sex couples. This is clearly a situation of two men who were involved intimately. Perhaps one day our laws will catch up with America's ever-changing society and decisions like this will be clearer understood.
"However, I do not overlook the simple act of treating another human with disrespect, regardless of sexual orientation or gender. I do not condone any acts of fear or threat by anyone in any situation. I find the defendant's actions appalling and disreputable. Therefore, I find in favor of the plaintiff."
I reached over and clasped my hand on Lance's shoulder giving it a squeeze. He brought his hand up and grasped mine.
"As for sentencing, the defendant will be restricted from any contact with the plaintiff and will be on probation for the next five years. If, at any time, the defendant seeks out the plaintiff or comes within fifty yards of him, he will be sent to jail to serve out a five year term. I do not take kindly to intimidation or causing physical pain for pleasure. We are adjourned."
The judge brought the gavel down and everyone stood. Lance turned and hugged me.
"We won," the D.A. said clapping Lance on the back.
Paul was escorted out where he would be processed and released. Lance watched him go and then turned back to us.
"But, in a way, he won, too. He isn't serving the time a heterosexual would serve over the same charges."
"I know," the D.A. replied. "Right now, gay rights are not the same as heterosexual rights. We have to win our battles, no matter how small."
"At least he isn't allowed around you," Justin stated. "That's good. You won't have to worry about him hurting you any more."
Lance nodded. "But what about the next person?"
Lance and I headed home. Justin and Jessica went to Justin's to change. Then they came over to pick us up for a celebratory dinner. Lance didn't feel much like celebrating, though. He wanted Paul behind bars for the pain he caused. I tried to support him and reassure him but nothing seemed to do it.
While they were eating, Paul came into the restaurant with a group of guys. They were lead through a door way to another part of the restaurant.
"Excuse me, please," Lance said.
He stood up and went toward the bathroom. When he finished, he washed his hands. The door opened up and in came Paul.
"Hi, Lance," he said with a smile.
"You're not supposed to be around me."
"I came to use the bathroom. Want to go at it one more time? You have to admit the sex was great."
"For you, maybe, but not for me. You were too rough and you hurt me."
"Sometimes love hurts."
"What you had for me wasn't love. You wanted to use me for money and sex. I won't be abused by you any more."
Paul walked up to Lance and got in his face. "You have no strength over me, boy. Remember all that I did to you. You try another stunt like that with the police and I'll kill you."
Lance pushed Paul away. "Get away from me, asshole."
"You liked my asshole, remember? You liked licking it out. You enjoyed the roughness of sex with me. Admit it. You want to do it again."
I was concerned that Lance had not come back yet. I stood and headed toward the bathroom hoping he was okay. I opened the door and entered in time to see Lance punch Paul in the face. Paul turned, slammed into the wall and slumped to the floor.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
Lance's face lit up. "Never better."
He hooked his arm and I looped mine through and the two of us headed back to the table together.
"You look happier," Justin replied. "Did you two have a quicky in the bathroom?"
"Unlike some people, our quickies aren't that quick, Justin." Lance answered.
All of us laughed, even Justin. We finished our dinner together and headed out. Lance suggested we go for a walk along the beach, so that's where we went.
Jessica and Justin walked arm in arm and Lance and I walked arm in arm along the moonlit beach. The water glimmered in the moonlight making it a very romantic spot.
"What are your plans?" Justin asked me.
"I'm going to start college at the end of the month and work on getting my degree."
"I'm working on a solo album," he replied. "Lance has seen some of the lyrics to the songs I wrote."
"When is it due out?"
"Hopefully in the summer of two-thousand two. The music isn't like what we normally do. It's more R&B.
"How goes the outer space trip, Lance?"
"Slowly. I've got some appointments and training to go through. Plus I need to raise the money to go on the trip."
"You mean the last trip into outer space wasn't good enough for you?" I replied with a grin.
"It was fun, but there is something exciting about using our own means of transportation."
"Yeah," Justin replied. "It's a lot more primitive and dangerous."
"Please, don't remind me," I said.
Jessica hit Justin in the arm.
"Ow," he said grabbing the spot she hit.
We looked up and saw several young men heading our way.
"Let's go back," I replied.
We turned around and saw several more guys heading our way.
"I knew tonight was too good to be true."
They men snarled at us and turned into vamps.
"Time to eat and they all look delicious."
Jessica reached in her purse and pulled out two wooden stakes. She handed one to Lance and the other to Justin. "Remember, guys. Aim for the heart."
I kicked some sand into the eyes of a few vampires. Then I tackled one. Planting my knee in its gut, I rolled and flipped it over my head.
"And be careful," I yelled back to the guys. "They are super strong!"
Lance ducked a vampire that tried to punch him. He brought the stake up and it landed in the vampire's chest. It screamed and turned to dust.
"After Turic," he replied, "these guys are easy."
A vampire dived at Justin. All he had to do was put the stake up and the vampire impaled itself on the stake.
"This is easy," he replied.
Jessica spun around and kicked a vampire in the face.
"Eric, remind me to let these two battle one vampire without a weapon. Then let them tell us how easy it is."
The Vampire Slayer ducked as a vampire tried to clothesline her. She turned and kicked the vampire in the back causing it to fall forward.
"Sure thing," I replied. "If you want, we can just leave them here and we can run away."
"Hey!" Justin and Lance both replied dodging two vampires attacking them.
"I want to keep mine for awhile," Jessica replied as she decked a vampire. "He's cute. And he's a Viking in the sack. You should see the size of his cock."
"He has," Justin answered as he dived away from a vampire and rolled in the sand. He came up and punched the vampire in the face.
"I want to keep Lance, too," I added swinging my leg back and kicking a vampire in the chest. I swung my leg forward and kicked another in the stomach. "He's awesome in bed, too. Plus he has a pleasant personality."
"Hey!" Justin responded, this time alone.
Lance laughed and staked a vampire.
I flipped backward to get away from a vampire. As my legs swung up, I kicked it in the face. When I stood on my feet again, I used my powers. A bolt of lighting came out of the sky and hit the vampire. It screamed, caught fire and turned to dust in a matter of seconds. I took a few deep breaths after that. It took a lot to use my powers.
"I won't be doing that for a while," I said.
A vampire came up behind me and I swung around and hit it in the chest with my arm. It fell on its back.
"Lance," I called out. He turned and tossed me his stake. I staked the vampire and tossed it back as a vampire came up to him. He ducked and staked it in the back. It fell forward and joined the sand as little granules.
Jessica flipped a vampire in the air and backhanded another. As the vampire came down, she kicked it hard and it flew out into the ocean. I turned, held up my hands, and prayed over the water. The vampire screamed, some steam came up from the water and it was gone.
Justin and Lance looked at each other. They then made their way toward the shoreline. As the vampires came at them, they would dodge the creatures, trip them and knock them into the water. They would hit the blessed water and it would burn their skin.
In a short amount of time, the vampires were taken care of and we were tired from the day's excitement.
"I know the perfect end to this," Justin replied.
"What's that?" Lance asked.
"Group sex."
We all turned to Justin.
"You need to stop thinking with the head that gets sucked and start thinking with the one that eats," Jessica replied.
"Besides," Lance answered. "Eric and I don't do girls. Maybe a threesome with you, but nothing with Jessica. No offense, Jess."
"None taken," she replied.
We headed back to the car and headed home. Jessica and Justin dropped us off and they went back to Justin's place.
Lance and I went upstairs and got a bubble bath and cuddled. Then we went to bed.
To Be Continued...