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“Uh.” I think that answer was obvious.
Stempy actually blushed before pointing at me and muttering, “Right. Freshly single, drunk co
llege guy. Why would you stop her?” Then he cleared his throat, straightened his tie. “So, uh, she instigated the actual…?” He motioned with his hands.
“She instigated everything. Before I could, you know, ejaculate, she stopped sucking on me and said she wanted to feel me come inside her. I kind of resisted again then, but she said she’d take care of everything, and she pulled a condom from her cleavage.”
“Wait. From her cleavage?” Stempy asked, and started writing again, as if he’d just realized he needed to take notes.
“Yes, from her cleavage,” I repeated. “Then she pushed me down onto my back, pinned one of my hand to the mattress and climbed onto my lap where she fucked me into oblivion.”
“So…” Stempy paused scribbling to wipe at a bead of sweat trailing down his temple. “She, uh, she was on top?”
“She was on top,” I confirmed. “The entire duration. We finished about the same time, and when it was over, she collapsed on me with her face, you know, right up there next to mine. Then she said something along the lines that she couldn’t believe she’d finally gotten to be with me and she knew I’d be as good as she’d heard I was.” I rolled my eyes. “Not that I believed her, but…” With a shrug, I admitted, “I mean, it wasn’t awful to hear, but it sounded kind of cheesy, like a lame line to me. So I closed my eyes to block her, and I passed out for maybe a few minutes. Not like a full pass-out, but like a half-out-of-it daze. You know, that downtime afterward, when it’s all quiet and peaceful and shit?”
When Stempy nodded vigorously, I grinned. “Yeah. Anyway, I was half out of it but thought I heard something at the door, except I remembered Melody locking it, so I looked up to make sure no one was coming in, when there she was.”
“The rainbow-haired girl?”
“Yes.” I nodded. “I think she was leaving, not entering. I don’t know where she’d been the whole time, but she had to have been in there somewhere with us, right, because the door had been locked. When she looked at me and realized I saw her, she froze and pressed one finger to her lips, asking me to keep quiet. So, hell, I don’t know why, but I put my finger to my lips too. And she left. I reclosed my eyes and slumped back onto the bed until my stomach revolted and I had to puke.”
Stempy winced, because yeah, vomiting totally ruined the dirty sexy parts of my story.
“I was still swaying in the bathroom doorway after I’d finished puking when her boyfriend showed, which I’d had no idea she had a fucking boyfriend. As soon as she saw him, everything about her transformed. The waterworks started, she began shaking and crying, and that’s when she cried rape, so he wouldn’t think she’d willingly cheated on him.”
“Well…” Stempy said, clearing his throat and straightening his suit jacket. “After seeing what he did to you, I can see why she would’ve been afraid to admit to cheating.”
“You think?” I muttered, still not too happy I’d received her cheating-beating instead.
“Yes, so, I guess this is all I need to know for now.” He set his pen back inside the briefcase. “If I come up with any more questions or learn any new information, I’ll be in contact.”
As he settled his notes and papers back into pockets and folders, my heart jerked with nerves. I couldn’t tell if he was optimistic about my future or not.
“Do you think we have a chance of winning?” I finally asked, dying to know his thoughts.
“That depends.” He snapped his briefcase closed and eyed me over the top of the closed lid. “When I came in here, it was a straight-up he-said, she-said case with you ranting about hallucinations of girls with rainbow-colored hair.”
“But—”
He lifted a finger to hush me, so I did. And a slow smile spread across his face. “But now…” He added slowly, making me feel hope bloom in the pit of my stomach, because this was one time I actually liked hearing the word but. “Now I might have something. Are you absolutely positive your fingerprints would not be found on the condom wrapper, or the light switch, or doorknob of that room?”
I blinked, thinking it through. Then something powerful and bright flared through me, as I said, “No. There’s no way. I didn’t touch any of those things. And I’d never been in that room before.”
He nodded again, looking triumphant. “Well, she’s claiming you are the one to turn the light on, shut the door, and produce the condom, so if someone dusted for fingerprints, this could prove which one of you is actually telling the truth.”
“Oh, thank God,” I breathed. “So you…did anyone dust those things for fingerprints?”
Stempy’s face fell. “Well, no. No one went that deep into investigating things on the night of the event, and I’m sure the doorknob and light switch in that room have been touched by too many people since then to catch either yours or her prints. And I have no idea if anyone even kept the condom wrapper that was found.”
“What?” I croaked. “But you said…you said—”
“I said if.” Stempy raised a finger, watching me closely. “If I questioned Miss Fairfield again and got to her believe fingerprints had been gathered, would she slip up and admit she’d been lying?”
My shoulders slumped and the flame of hope inside me fluttered back down to a small ember. “That’s a pretty iffy if.”
Stempy winced. “Yes. Yes, it is, especially since the first time I questioned her, I cautioned her that lying about this would be perjury and could land her in jail if a false testimony was ever discovered, so yeah, now she has some pretty strong motivation to stick with her story, no matter what.”
Dammit. I closed my eyes. “So, then, what now?”
