Gorgeous George: Beauty Is Skin Deep, Ugly Goes to the Bone
Copyright© 2021 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 10: Doe, Herrley, and Culley
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 10: Doe, Herrley, and Culley - ... But Stupid is as Stupid Does. George barely finished high school with an un-diagnosed learning disability. By chance, he found a coach to help him learn and communicate. He got a better job as a bookkeeper. One day a young woman, Annette, sought help. His loving parents accepted her into their home. Growing closer, they courted, as far as her battered (yet beautiful) body allowed. Then came the lawyers. Motivational flan. Backyard nudism. Waffles. Family ties. The women's clinic.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Rape Heterosexual Fiction Rags To Riches Anal Sex First Oral Sex Nudism
Paul ushered Annette into a conference room. His connections had worked, and DHC had agreed to represent her against Jerry Deakins. First up was a thorough review of her life and upbringing. Then, her story with Deakins. Davis Herrley asked for details on what Deakins owned, his assets, and any property. “Don’t worry, we have forensic accountants to expose everything. Now, I understand you have injuries?” Dan passed over the phone and guided him through the relevant images. And then the demolished car. “We will need to borrow this phone for a couple days and document a chain of custody. Any other injuries or property damage?” Paul looked at Annette, sympathetically.
“Yes, he raped me and lacerated my vagina. I’m sure my doctors can provide documentation, also for the bruising.”
Mr. Herrley swore under his breath. “I am sure we can make him pay much more for that kind of battery. Go home with Paul while we get cracking. With this evidence we can get an expedited restraining order. I’m copying the evidence over to the District Attorney to get a higher bail set and amend the charges. I have some forms for you. And please, be as safe as you can. If you see or hear from Deakins, call the police immediately. Then call us, we can dispatch protection too. I know Paul would cheerfully stomp him into jelly, but, don’t do it. I will check in with you at the end of the week. And, thank you for trusting us.”
George needed to keep up at his bookkeeping job, so at dinner he and his mother caught up with the news from DHC. Also, on the way home, he bought ibuprofen, an electric heating pad, and an ice pack for Annette: ice for the elbow, and heat for her abdomen. “Emmy, your son is spoiling me. It’s your fault!” “Yup, he’s a good kid. How is the new bed?” “It’s nice and soft. I undress in the dark so he doesn’t get angry.” “Angry!?” “The bruises set him off. I’m just glad there’s no guns in this house.”
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