“Yeah, no worries.” Maura found the turn off, a gravel and grass roundabout near a foot path that led up the the far back of Emmy’s father’s m...ssive estate. There was a river over the hill, everything on this side was technically public land. “I’ll get the door so your bones don’t break.”Maura turned off the car with a push of a button. She rushed around to the back passenger’s side door. She grabbed Adam by the bare ass and helped his inch back out. Emmy corkscrewed and kicked her feet out. He can’t expect to get away with it.”“I get your meaning,” said Dr. Fahrrukh. “I sometimes dream about locking all of these criminals in a sound proof cage and yelling at them through a tiny speaker within the cage. They hear me, but I can’t hear them screaming back.”“What would you yell into the cage?”“I would turn the volume all the way up and recite my favorite verses of the Qu’ran. They would hate it so much that they would want to be Jews by the time they got out.”“They would all start. We have a good marriage and don't really fight much unless its about the money we don't have and who's more at fault for that.I've always viewed it as a man's job to provide for his family and I work a lot of overtime to make ends meet but it's still not enough. It doesn't help that my mother-in-law whispers a constant reminder to my wife that I'm not good enough for her especially since the other boys she dated in high school all have high six figure salaries.To be honest neither of her. Of course, that meant more time in the hospital, more tests, more doctors. Somewhere in all that, I thankfully don't remember where, they performed a sexual assault kit. When I woke up in the hospital after the surgery, there was a nice woman from the military version of SART (Sexual Assault Response Team). She assured me that although it appeared I had not been raped, the team that rescued me reported what they saw and that it was likely I would have some of the same mental symptoms of a rape.