"Yes, as a matter of fact." Wiley said."The wheels of justice turn slowly," Batista said. "How many little girls will be at risk while we wait for you...to be tried by a jury of your peers and found guilty?"Wiley swallowed."You know what I hate? I hate the appeal process," Collins said. "Even when a person is found guilty they waste everyone's time and money by filing appeal after appeal to save their skin."Batista took a napkin out of his pocket. "We know where you went yesterday," he threw the. ‘Freakin’ bastard,’ Herman thought to himself. Herman smiled for the first time that day. ‘At least the kid doesn’t know about the magic,’ Herman thought with menacing glee. ‘That’s one thing I’ll keep from him if it’s the last thing I do.’ Herman stuck his key in the lock, and started to turn it, when he felt something hit him on the forehead. The ‘something’ passed in front of his eyes as it fell to the ground. On the ground was a small square foil package. Herman recognized the condom. He looked at the other. This one seemed a bit older. He could be twenty, and he had strong shoulders and muscles. His t-shirt stretched across his torso, showing strong pecs. Francesco let his eyes linger a bit too much and caught himself.He looked up and noticed the full plump lips, deep blue eyes, and blond hair, cut military style. If it weren’t for the hard jawline, he would have mistaken the dude for some teenage heartthrob. It didn’t matter that the guy looked strong. His mouth would be. “I need my dress fixed before tonight. It looks to much like Daphne’s and I don’t want to look like Daphne. I want to not only be the prettiest girl at the ball, which I alway am, but I also want to have the best dress.” Ashleigh was not lying for the most part. She was very beautiful and men seemed to love her. She had long brown hair that curled slightly and reached the middle of her back. She had bright green eyes and fit well with her olive skin. She was about 5’10, 125lbs. She had a 28B.