07-08-2026, 10:56 AM
She got her to the shower and then stripped her off. Clarice still smelled of piss and cum and it was still in her hair. She propped the older woman in a corner and let her slide down, then turned hot water on and went to a bedroom to strip off. She came back and knelt down beside the older woman and started shampooing her hair to get the smell and stickiness out.
Clarice turned her face toward her under the cascading hot water and kissed her on the forehead. She didn’t know why, but Debbie felt like crying herself.
“You know I love you, Baby, don’t you. You’re the daughter I never had.
That I could never give Frank.” “I love you too, Clarice.”
“It’s too late for me, Baby, but it’s not too late for you.”
“It’s not too late. You’ve got a lot of years ahead of you. There’ll be another man. Frank is a stupid asshole and he doesn’t know what he’s thrown away.”
“He’s a stupid asshole, but I still love him and I always will. I loved the man, as much as a woman can love a man. I would have done anything for him. I did. I let him have me every way a woman could. I did three ways because it excited him.”
“He didn’t deserve you,” and now Debbie was crying.
“No, he didn’t. But it doesn’t matter. My life is over. It will never be good again. But you still have time.”
“Time for what?”
“Frank is a dog. A cunt sniffing dog. Like all men. They will all turn on you. They don’t love the way we do. You get old, and they start sniffing around for new stuff.
“My own brother, as much as I love him, is no better. I know you’ve never heard of it, but when he and your mother were going around, he dumped her and started screwing every piece of ass he could find. She chased him for a year before he finally took her back.”
Debbie just stared at her, disbelieving.
“It’s okay. He’s your father. You don’t have to believe it, but it’s true. And Bill will do the same thing to you if he isn’t doing it already.”
“No. Maybe he’s let himself go and he’s not the man he was, but he’s a good man. He wouldn’t-“
“I said the same thing about Frank. He was special because he was mine but he let himself get a belly and he started losing his hair. But he still found that bitch who spread her legs for him because he’s got money and power. Bill’s not the man he was in bed because somebody else is getting what he used to give to you.”
“Clarice, you’re wrong. Bill’s not that kind of man. I’d know, I’d sense it if he was-“
Lying on her too-big bed, Debbie stared at the ceiling in the darkness and whispered, “You were right, Clarice. But... I protected myself and see what it got me.”
THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 2005 -- 4:30 P.M.
I picked up the phone after Cheryl buzzed me. I was trying to get out of the place by 5 p.m. for a change. The internal clock of the time I had left with Aline was running and it felt like something was chasing me and it was gaining on me.
“Ms. Martinez is down here. Can you talk to her?”
I wondered if Edwards had a message for me or if he was sending her down in another attempt to change my mind. Or if he had told her what was going on and she had her own reasons.
“Send her in.”
A minute later she jiggled in. I had to smile. She was almost like a cartoon caricature of the female earth mother figure. But nobody was going to laugh at this cartoon.
She wasn’t smiling. That in itself was unusual.
“Ms. Martinez. To what do I owe this pleasure? Did Mr. Edwards have a message for me?”
“Dallas told me what’s going on. You’re going to do it, aren’t you?” “Yes.”
“It wouldn’t do any good to ask you to back off, would it?”
“Did Edwards send you down, Myra? Actually, I have to tell you, I had a higher opinion of you. I didn’t think you’d use that face and body as a bargaining chip.”
It was the first time I’d ever seen her really angry. I was glad the desk was between me and her. If she couldn’t get her hands on me, she could probably beat me to death with those 50 pound tits.
“You can be such a stupid bastard sometimes, Bill. I should tell you to go screw yourself because you’re never going to get any of this now.”
As she said “now” she placed her hands under those huge orbs and lifted them toward me as if offering them on a silver platter. I wouldn’t have done it, not really, but I could have fantasized for a moment about cheating on Aline—just for the pure physical joy of sex with this fantastic creature.
She let them sink and said, “But unfortunately, you and I both know I’d be lying. I am hurt, though. You really think I’d prostitute myself to help Dallas get his way?”
“Myra, I’ve never asked, but I know you have a ‘special relationship’ with Dallas And that’s okay. You’re both adults. But I know you work ‘closely’ with him, and I know how bad he wants me to change my mind about Smith. So it’s a question I had to ask.”
She gave me a strange look.
“I do have a special relationship with Dallas. He’s a wonderful man. Although it may not be the relationship everyone thinks it is. But he’s never asked me to use my body to help him out. I know him. He never would.”
“Okay, I apologize. Why are you here, Myra?”
“I did ask Dallas what was going on between you two and he told me. You are really prepared to give up ten years in this office, eleven now I guess, to prosecute one case where even you admit there might be some room for reasonable people to disagree.
“I’ve always admired you for being a pit bull when you thought you were right. But there’s stubbornness, and there’s obsession.”
“Sometimes it’s a hard area to draw a line. Maybe I’m just holding fast to what I think is right. Maybe I’m persecuting the poor bastard. But I have to do what I think is right and I can’t let this one slide.”
“You really don’t think he’ll fire you if you go ahead, do you? I know you probably think you’re the only person in the world who’ll walk through fire to do the right thing, but he’s the same kind of guy.
“I think he will fire you if you push it, even if it kills any future political hopes he might have.”
I tried by force of will to make the erection that was threatening to turn my zipper into shrapnel go away, but watching her breath, those red lips and those emerald eyes sparkling with anger or lust, and who the hell cared which, made me realize that while love is said to be the strongest force in the universe, sheer rampant physical lust runs it a close second.
“He might fire me, Myra. I know that. But, really, so what? The world will go on turning. I’ll go work somewhere else.
“Maybe I’ve been here too long anyway. Maybe moving on is what I need. Being somewhere away from...memories...might be a good thing. And the office will go on. Whoever comes after me will do their best. No one is indispensable.”
“No, nobody’s indispensable, Bill. But you’re very good at what you do because you care about the people who get hurt by the bad guys. It’s never been a job for you.
“That’s one of the things that has attracted me to you. You’re not just another lawyer. It’s never been a game to you. You’re not one of those guys who can lose a case, go out and have a few drinks and leave it at the office.”
“It’s not that great a quality, Myra. It cost me my wife. And almost cost me my kids. I’d have been better off if I could leave it at the office.”
She reached across the desk and laid her hand over mine. I thought, this is it, my zipper is going to explode. But it didn’t.
“I’m being selfish, Bill. I don’t want you to leave Jacksonville. I still want my shot if ....this thing with the French woman doesn’t work out. But, I know that the chance for the hottest sex you’ll ever have in this world isn’t going to be enough to change your mind.
“So just think about this. Whoever comes after you isn’t going to be you. People that you would have helped, would have championed, are going to suffer. A lot of them. Is prosecuting one man worth depriving all those other people of the chance for justice?”
I didn’t even bother to answer her. What would have been the use. After a long moment she took her hand back. She shook her head and stood up.
“You are an infuriating bastard,” she said. “I don’t know if I want to slap your stupid face, or drop down and give you the greatest blow job you’ve ever had.”
She walked out and left me barely breathing.
Clarice turned her face toward her under the cascading hot water and kissed her on the forehead. She didn’t know why, but Debbie felt like crying herself.
“You know I love you, Baby, don’t you. You’re the daughter I never had.
That I could never give Frank.” “I love you too, Clarice.”
“It’s too late for me, Baby, but it’s not too late for you.”
“It’s not too late. You’ve got a lot of years ahead of you. There’ll be another man. Frank is a stupid asshole and he doesn’t know what he’s thrown away.”
“He’s a stupid asshole, but I still love him and I always will. I loved the man, as much as a woman can love a man. I would have done anything for him. I did. I let him have me every way a woman could. I did three ways because it excited him.”
“He didn’t deserve you,” and now Debbie was crying.
“No, he didn’t. But it doesn’t matter. My life is over. It will never be good again. But you still have time.”
“Time for what?”
“Frank is a dog. A cunt sniffing dog. Like all men. They will all turn on you. They don’t love the way we do. You get old, and they start sniffing around for new stuff.
“My own brother, as much as I love him, is no better. I know you’ve never heard of it, but when he and your mother were going around, he dumped her and started screwing every piece of ass he could find. She chased him for a year before he finally took her back.”
Debbie just stared at her, disbelieving.
“It’s okay. He’s your father. You don’t have to believe it, but it’s true. And Bill will do the same thing to you if he isn’t doing it already.”
“No. Maybe he’s let himself go and he’s not the man he was, but he’s a good man. He wouldn’t-“
“I said the same thing about Frank. He was special because he was mine but he let himself get a belly and he started losing his hair. But he still found that bitch who spread her legs for him because he’s got money and power. Bill’s not the man he was in bed because somebody else is getting what he used to give to you.”
“Clarice, you’re wrong. Bill’s not that kind of man. I’d know, I’d sense it if he was-“
“Just like I would have known what Frank was up to.” “You’re wrong, Clarice. You’re just wrong.”
Clarice took her face in her hands and stared into hers with dead eyes.
“He will hurt you, Baby. He will hurt you. I hope I’m not around when your world falls apart like mine did. But it’s coming. Please, don’t let him. Protect yourself. Find someone. Don’t be like me...not like me...”Lying on her too-big bed, Debbie stared at the ceiling in the darkness and whispered, “You were right, Clarice. But... I protected myself and see what it got me.”
THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 2005 -- 4:30 P.M.
I picked up the phone after Cheryl buzzed me. I was trying to get out of the place by 5 p.m. for a change. The internal clock of the time I had left with Aline was running and it felt like something was chasing me and it was gaining on me.
“Ms. Martinez is down here. Can you talk to her?”
I wondered if Edwards had a message for me or if he was sending her down in another attempt to change my mind. Or if he had told her what was going on and she had her own reasons.
“Send her in.”
A minute later she jiggled in. I had to smile. She was almost like a cartoon caricature of the female earth mother figure. But nobody was going to laugh at this cartoon.
She wasn’t smiling. That in itself was unusual.
“Ms. Martinez. To what do I owe this pleasure? Did Mr. Edwards have a message for me?”
“Dallas told me what’s going on. You’re going to do it, aren’t you?” “Yes.”
“It wouldn’t do any good to ask you to back off, would it?”
“Did Edwards send you down, Myra? Actually, I have to tell you, I had a higher opinion of you. I didn’t think you’d use that face and body as a bargaining chip.”
It was the first time I’d ever seen her really angry. I was glad the desk was between me and her. If she couldn’t get her hands on me, she could probably beat me to death with those 50 pound tits.
“You can be such a stupid bastard sometimes, Bill. I should tell you to go screw yourself because you’re never going to get any of this now.”
As she said “now” she placed her hands under those huge orbs and lifted them toward me as if offering them on a silver platter. I wouldn’t have done it, not really, but I could have fantasized for a moment about cheating on Aline—just for the pure physical joy of sex with this fantastic creature.
She let them sink and said, “But unfortunately, you and I both know I’d be lying. I am hurt, though. You really think I’d prostitute myself to help Dallas get his way?”
“Myra, I’ve never asked, but I know you have a ‘special relationship’ with Dallas And that’s okay. You’re both adults. But I know you work ‘closely’ with him, and I know how bad he wants me to change my mind about Smith. So it’s a question I had to ask.”
She gave me a strange look.
“I do have a special relationship with Dallas. He’s a wonderful man. Although it may not be the relationship everyone thinks it is. But he’s never asked me to use my body to help him out. I know him. He never would.”
“Okay, I apologize. Why are you here, Myra?”
“I did ask Dallas what was going on between you two and he told me. You are really prepared to give up ten years in this office, eleven now I guess, to prosecute one case where even you admit there might be some room for reasonable people to disagree.
“I’ve always admired you for being a pit bull when you thought you were right. But there’s stubbornness, and there’s obsession.”
“Sometimes it’s a hard area to draw a line. Maybe I’m just holding fast to what I think is right. Maybe I’m persecuting the poor bastard. But I have to do what I think is right and I can’t let this one slide.”
“You really don’t think he’ll fire you if you go ahead, do you? I know you probably think you’re the only person in the world who’ll walk through fire to do the right thing, but he’s the same kind of guy.
“I think he will fire you if you push it, even if it kills any future political hopes he might have.”
I tried by force of will to make the erection that was threatening to turn my zipper into shrapnel go away, but watching her breath, those red lips and those emerald eyes sparkling with anger or lust, and who the hell cared which, made me realize that while love is said to be the strongest force in the universe, sheer rampant physical lust runs it a close second.
“He might fire me, Myra. I know that. But, really, so what? The world will go on turning. I’ll go work somewhere else.
“Maybe I’ve been here too long anyway. Maybe moving on is what I need. Being somewhere away from...memories...might be a good thing. And the office will go on. Whoever comes after me will do their best. No one is indispensable.”
“No, nobody’s indispensable, Bill. But you’re very good at what you do because you care about the people who get hurt by the bad guys. It’s never been a job for you.
“That’s one of the things that has attracted me to you. You’re not just another lawyer. It’s never been a game to you. You’re not one of those guys who can lose a case, go out and have a few drinks and leave it at the office.”
“It’s not that great a quality, Myra. It cost me my wife. And almost cost me my kids. I’d have been better off if I could leave it at the office.”
She reached across the desk and laid her hand over mine. I thought, this is it, my zipper is going to explode. But it didn’t.
“I’m being selfish, Bill. I don’t want you to leave Jacksonville. I still want my shot if ....this thing with the French woman doesn’t work out. But, I know that the chance for the hottest sex you’ll ever have in this world isn’t going to be enough to change your mind.
“So just think about this. Whoever comes after you isn’t going to be you. People that you would have helped, would have championed, are going to suffer. A lot of them. Is prosecuting one man worth depriving all those other people of the chance for justice?”
I didn’t even bother to answer her. What would have been the use. After a long moment she took her hand back. She shook her head and stood up.
“You are an infuriating bastard,” she said. “I don’t know if I want to slap your stupid face, or drop down and give you the greatest blow job you’ve ever had.”
She walked out and left me barely breathing.
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