"It was a strange bed, as well as a new life opening for me, so I slept poorly. I made it to the courthouse on time even though I stopped for breakfas.... There was only one cafe in town open at 6AM. I got plenty of looks as I had breakfast. A few of them even spoke to me.After that breakfast I was absolutely sure of one thing. If I lasted a month, I would be buying uniforms that fit. I looked like a fucking orphan. I pulled into the downtown to begin my search for a parking space."If worse comes. She had her seat as far back as she could and still reach the pedals. Still her belly was pressed tight against the steering wheel and she had a hard time getting out of the car. Her tits looked as big as a big grapefruit and they jiggled about as she got out. Her skirt pulled up almost to her crotch as she slid out. I almost but not quite got a look at the point where her legs came together. I smiled as I watched her straighten her skirt and waddle to my front door. "Excuse me, my car. What a joke no aid money had ever found its desired goal, but had found its way into the corrupt political agenda. The hospitals had no funds but the politicians had mansions, the latest expensive car, yachts in the harbour and enough jewellery attached to them to double their weight on any scales.He stood in the fly blown reception area; dust was thick on almost everything he touched. The transport driver had just dropped him without any introduction; he was on his own. It was many minutes. He looked at them for a moment and said, "Are you sure you want me to see them?"I grinned at him and said, "Oh go ahead! You know you are dying to. I don't mind. What you see can't possibly be any worse than what you are picturing in your dirty little mind."I sat back down and sipped my coffee and watched his face as he looked at the pictures. He tried to be cool. But I could tell that he found a lot of them exciting. Most of the pictures were of me and my rapist's four friends. But there were.