From then on Coach Carson—a man with power in the community—had ‘suggested’ to Mr. Masterson that he stay in line. Rarely was there a problem ...fter that. Unless you counted the fact that Luke had felt so indebted to the Coach that he’d dated LeAnna Carson throughout high school. Warm and bubbly on the outside, but cool and hard inside, LeAnna wasn’t what he’d ever wanted. No, he wanted someone like the woman he’d brought home tonight. A little shy and hesitant on the outside, but warm…oh so. She was dressed from head to toe in red. At least six-inch heels on her feet. A red lacy bra that barely covered, much less contained her breasts. Red lace crotchless panties that were nothing more than a thin string in the back and would have left her ass and pussy completely exposed if it were not for the accessories between her legs. Buried deep in her ass the red base of a butt plug was just barely visible. Resting on the outside of her pussy and curling into her hole was a red couples. "Traffic hold-up."The Chairwoman frowned and then asked, "Do you want some time to collect yourself?" No, no," Trevor answered, "Thank you your Honour. I'm ready."The Usher handed him a Bible and a card and he was sworn in.Mr Jones began, "Mr Johnson, did you visit Mr Ramsden, the accused, on Monday 3rd February last?" Yes." For what reason?"Ian stood, "Your Worships, is this relevant to the offence?"Jones smiled. "It throws light on the accused's actions, your worships." Continue." I went. He chose the latter and turned to find himself confronted by two burly men, one of whom grabbed his right wrist in a grip of steel."Aren't you going to accept Mr Clifford's invitation?" he asked and, turning Clive round again, propelled him into the house and through to the kitchen."Have you a plastic bag handy, Mrs Clifford?" he continued.Briony opened a drawer and produced one which she handed to the other man who had pulled on some rubber gloves."Thank you," he said, opened the bag and held.