They had me in these blue thigh high tennis socks with a matching sports bra. And to be honest the little blue booty shorts really pulled it together....The van was driving for what seemed like hours. But it could have been minutes. I have no clue. But suddenly we came to a hard stop. I flew from one end of the van to the other. Making a loud bang when I hit the front wall. The door popped open and i was forced to the floor and blind folded again. My panties where pulled down exposing my slender. It was difficult to say if it was staged or merely a random shot of moral decay in high places.There was no way I could mention this story to the other jurors or to the female members of the defense or the prosecution without causing my dismissal as a juror for breaking the rules of watching the television or reading the newspaper with new stories about the crime that had garnered the focus of most of the city residents in a spectacular way.The crime scene photos were truly gory, and I. I quickly grabbed a pillow to cover up.“Were you dreaming about me?!” She asked sarcastically with that wicked smile.“Are you going to let me get dressed?” I asked abashed.“Oh come on, it’s not like I’ve never seen a boner before.” she sighed. I gave her a look and she finally relented. “Fine, just hurry up. Sarah and Tiff are in the van waiting.”“Wait, Sarah and Tiff from the basketball team?!” I stuttered.“No the other Sarah and Tiff I hang out with…” she said with a bit of annoyance in her. " Aye, ma'am."Looking through the eyepiece, I was greeted with an image I had seenyears ahead in Flagstaff while watching a historical documentary onWorld War I. Even as I witnessed it first hand, in natural color andlight, it lacked anything but medium to dark shades of gray! What adismal place, I thought, even nature seemed to have abandoned thisperiod in time!"Contact! Bearing...one, zero, six, degrees!" Amy Reynolds announced fromSonar, as I spotted the ship several thousand yards away."One.