Cheesecake
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- Joined
- May 17, 2011
Tate had finally captured the bitch, it had taken an entire year of planning but he had finally gotten his revenge. He was raised in one of the tenament buildings in downtown Detroit, where there was not much hope for the kids besides drugs and an early death. Despite this him and his brother Kevin always worked hard to make sure that they were going to get out of that place one day. Both brothers had gotten jobs in local restaurants, but just having a job was not enough to keep the boys entertained. Eventually they started to smoke pot, not regularly, just enough to make the long weeks seem a bit less harsh. This had made life easy for a while, that was until Kevin got caught buying an 1/8th of pot after work and was sent to court on drug charges. Usually first offenders got off with a warning and a fine, but for some reason the prosecutor had her eyes set on making an example out of him, to try and prove to the community that they better not smoke pot. Without even thinking about Kevin she sent him away for 3 years and then simply headed home to her big house to brag about her accomplishments.
Well Tate was not going to take this lying down, and he knew that he would have to find his own form of revenge. Soon after the trial he had found that same drug dealer who had gotten his brother caught, and after dealing with him he found an experimental sex drug inside of his apartment. With this his plan was set, and that Friday night when the lawyer went out after work he had jumped her, slipping a cloriform rag over her face and then dragging her into his car to take to his own shitty apartment downtown. Before she awoke he injected her with the drug, not knowing when it would take effect, just sitting across the table from her, his arms
April Matthews was an unpopular person in the city. Then again, how many lawyers out there were actually the good guys? They didn't care about their clients, whether they had been in the wrong or were the victims. They just wanted the money, and as soon as they got it, the sooner they could forget about everyone in that court room. April was one of the worst offenders. She had a heart so cold, she could spend a winter in the Arctic and come back with a sun tan. She was manipulative and uncaring. Hell... she managed to defend a rapist and convince the judge to send the victim to jail!
At thirty-eight years old, she was still a woman in her prime. Sure, there might be a couple of wrinkles that weren't there ten years ago but that didn't mean anything. April could still turn heads, and she still had the legs for the short skirts she wore in the courtroom as well.
When she woke, she could still taste the chloroform in her mouth and it was only when she opened her eyes that she realised what had happened. "Oh my God!" She shrieked, scurrying off her chair and looking around the strange room. "Why am I here?!" She asked in a panic... her usual cool attitude replaced with one of worry and confusion.
Well Tate was not going to take this lying down, and he knew that he would have to find his own form of revenge. Soon after the trial he had found that same drug dealer who had gotten his brother caught, and after dealing with him he found an experimental sex drug inside of his apartment. With this his plan was set, and that Friday night when the lawyer went out after work he had jumped her, slipping a cloriform rag over her face and then dragging her into his car to take to his own shitty apartment downtown. Before she awoke he injected her with the drug, not knowing when it would take effect, just sitting across the table from her, his arms
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April Matthews was an unpopular person in the city. Then again, how many lawyers out there were actually the good guys? They didn't care about their clients, whether they had been in the wrong or were the victims. They just wanted the money, and as soon as they got it, the sooner they could forget about everyone in that court room. April was one of the worst offenders. She had a heart so cold, she could spend a winter in the Arctic and come back with a sun tan. She was manipulative and uncaring. Hell... she managed to defend a rapist and convince the judge to send the victim to jail!
At thirty-eight years old, she was still a woman in her prime. Sure, there might be a couple of wrinkles that weren't there ten years ago but that didn't mean anything. April could still turn heads, and she still had the legs for the short skirts she wore in the courtroom as well.
When she woke, she could still taste the chloroform in her mouth and it was only when she opened her eyes that she realised what had happened. "Oh my God!" She shrieked, scurrying off her chair and looking around the strange room. "Why am I here?!" She asked in a panic... her usual cool attitude replaced with one of worry and confusion.