" ?that you're in for a major beatdown."Sarah gasped audibly. I tensed up, but I wasn't really surprised at thenews. Everyone knew by now Mike was a...mean fucker who did things thatput my five finger discounts to shame, and he'd pretty much been theopposite of nice to me in particular since he got sent to the officethat time. What surprised me was how he'd been holding back, and why.Patrick? Patrick had somehow been protecting me?Just as I was figuring that out and starting to steam about. I think that we have just encountered some road agents.]Susan was sitting between Julia and me and she said, “Daddy, why are those men blocking the road?”“Sweetie, I think that those are bad men who want to rob us. Mama and I may have to shoot them.”Just moments later, one of the men said, “Hold it right there, Mister. This here is a robbery, and that there woman sure looks inviting. We just might have a party before we let you pass.” That was when all four men drew their pistols.I said,. A sheen of perspiration covers your body from head to toe. Your juices drip from your labia in long strings of slippery, sticky wetness. Your abdomen still convulses in little waves. You slump against the restraints, spent. I kneel down and release the ankle restraints. Standing you up, I hold one arm around your waist and release the restraint on your left wrist. I switch and release the right one. I pull your right arm over my shoulder and help you to the bed. I can still feel you shudder. I suppose he wouldn't mind me thinking that way. He could issue a search warrant and have my place searched for dog turds, if he wanted. Before Jennifer could stop the cops, my blue barrels would be items on a police evidence list. Every bit of that ran through my head before I answered."What can I do for you Judge Timmons?" I asked."I would like to hire you," he said."We can discuss this after the current thing I am working on is over," I suggested."Actually, I need you to start on my problem.