I was more than confused. Marc was maybe not involved? Or he did the job but earlier? I do not know what is going on…A few months later, we were bot... witness at the court. We had time to talk about this adventure before, but we still feel uncomfortable. This judgement was one of the biggest of the century because very important people were involved. 82 persons were declared guilty and were send to jail for a minimum period of five years. I was feeling satisfied, except about a point, the speech. At 11 o’clock she stood up. I offered to drive her to the funeral, but she went on about something having to do with flower arrangements for the cemetery, and we departed separately. The service was almost majestic. There were red roses everywhere. The casket was up two stairs and on a pedestal, as if my father was the overseer of the proceedings as much in death as in life. He had an enormous family, and the pews of the funeral home’s small chapel were filled to capacity. My brother-in-law,. She was sniveling again."I'm...I'm a slut...and I'm a whore...a dirty woman who has let down everybody, and brought disgrace to herself and those she loves. I let those guys...I let them...oh God, I let them fuck me and use my body just how they wanted to...and I'm so ashamed and sorry," and the tears were rolling again.Blake was in control of his mother completely and, angered though he was, he thought that he could use her as he saw fit, especially if he left things until the morning...it. Both ligaments are severely strained--possiblyeven a sprain in that left one." He rose. "It's the hospital for you,young lady!" Oh no!" I gasped. " I suddenly had visions of myself being wheeledinto an emergency ward and relieved of my clothing, the way they do toyou in those places. I imagined amused nurses looking over myvoluptuous breasts and the masculine equipment between my legs, as Iwould be carted around for X-rays, strapped to a cot, with just one ofthose thin hospital blankets over.