When I saw the name on the court docket, followed by a meeting notice from Sandy, my Paralegal, or para, I did a double-take. Then checked again. Yes, it was David Brewer on the docket, & Jordynn Perry wanting to meet. I mean, who else spells their name that way? Who are these two & for that matter, who am I? Why, I’m Johnathan Roberts, and I am at the head of up & coming lawyers in the southeast, at least according to the recent feature article (complete with cover photo) featuring yours truly in Esquire magazine.
Besides being a rising star, I have built quite the reputation when it comes to legal defense, having crushed the competition in several locally profiled cases. I was even getting national cases & exposure. Locals referred to me a “power-player”, and I enjoyed it.I am nearly 6ft, and have remained lean, with a red Porsche Cayenne SUV and an active lifestyle, and my tailored Brooks Brothers suits helped me make an impression. But it wasn’t always this way.
Growing up, all the way thru school, I was a terribly geeky kid. Thick ‘bottle-bottom’ glasses, wiry hair, and a moonscape of facial acne made me the kid that got picked on, and my main tormentor was Jordynn Perry. Jordynn was absolutely stunning, even as a kid. She lived just one street over from me, and I had a crush on her before first grade, and she knew it.
All the way through school, she had her pick of boys, then guys and now, as adults, men. She was skilled at bending men to her will. The only attention I got from Jordynn was when it came to being a bully. She shamed me at school & on the bus; she got boyfriends & random guys to beat me up. Her ‘steady’ in school was David Brewer, the local football hero, and he was particularly tough on me. She, & later David, made childhood, and later school, Hell.
After graduation, I lost track of where schoolmates were & I NEVER went to reunions, why go? To get picked on yet again? Instead, I worked hard to become not just a lawyer, but the best and most feared, and so far, I have been very successful. Now, as adults in our late 20’s, my paralegal, or ‘para’, who also went through school with us, was saying that Jordynn was calling, & in a terrible panic. I told her to set an appointment for today, and after Sandy left, I took a minute to contemplate.
All the bullying I had taken, & all the hard work, everything I had pushed and worked so hard for, was now working to bring my past full circle. Confirming the appointment, I got to work on background info about these two, and realized I had an errand to run. If I played my cards right, and I always play my cards right, this could be the best payback ever. The thought of it made me do something very out of character, something I never did in court or even for Esquire mag.…. I smiled.
Entering the firm’s conference room, I played nonchalant. It was not hard to see that, although it had been a bit more than a decade since graduation, ‘J’ was, if anything, even more attractive. I was ready for this, and had time to steel my nerves. Thinking of her just as I did with any other client, I kept it cool and professional, especially in front to of Sandy. “OK. So from what I am seeing here,” I said to ‘J’, “David has had some recent arrests, looks like drug-related, oh, and a gun charge too.” Holding up a finger I said, “It’s OK, Jordynn, just answer, has he done any rehab or pre-trial programs?”
Jordynn responded “No, he hasn’t gone yet, even though the court requested it.” Putting her best sad face on, in her best pleading voice, she continued, “John…I know we were tough on you…I know I have no right to ask,” J said, being sure to keep her arms under her breasts to ‘jiggle’ them as much as possible (They were clearly pierced, I had to note), “but I LOVE David with all my heart, we were about to get married when this happened. Johnathon, we need you, and if anyone can do it, you can.” And finished with a melodramatic, well-timed sniffle as she cast her eyes downward.
Sandy rolled her eyes and I pursed a smile. “OK, Jordynn…” I said
“Call me J” she replied meekly, trying to set the hook.
“J then,” I responded. “So a public defender (PD) is just going to talk jail time, but I have some material I think I can work with. My normal rate is $2,000 upfront, and $800 hour, so I am going to do this pro-bono; I do a certain amount for the city each year, so I’ll dismiss Ms. Sandy and we’ll talk as we walk across the street to the courthouse.”
Ushering J out the door, I took my briefcase, and I could tell by Jordynn’s stride & smug attitude, she thought she had me. “So J, I think you’ll agree that with a PD, you are sunk. I mean, David is looking at real prison time here. As in years”
“Yes, I know.” She responded. “Do you think you can prevent that?”
“Well, it’s going to be a challenge,” I said as I opened the courthouse side door for her, and ushered her into a small room meant for client-attorney exchanges. Shutting the door I then said, “So IF I decide to help you, I am sure I can kick the gun-charge, and there is a way for David to see little to no jail time, maybe even a pre-trial program…IF I decide to help you two.”
Jordynn’s face visibly fell “Wha-What do you mean, IF?” she asked incredulously.
“I said if, and I meant IF.” I responded. “You two had some real ‘fun’ with me over the years. I still carry a scar over my right temple where David sucker-punched me, and your friend that stood me up on a prom-date, Jessica? well, I guess it was ‘fun’ for you to torment me, but for me, not so much. IF you can tell me why I should help, I am all ears.” Now I was one with the smug look.
Jordynn was beside herself. “Loo-look David,“ she said, Jessica is my cousin, bu-but she decided that prom-thing, not me. Then in a condescending manner she tried, “You’re then one that took-“
I cut her off with a slap of the table “No you Look Jord-INN…” I responded in a mocking/snide manner, “You just say the word, & I’ll walk, and you can take your chances with the public defender, OK?”
I let that sink in a second. I had noticed at least two minor domestic disturbances on David’s rap sheet, so I finished with “I know David told you to get me, how do you think he’ll react to you when he learns you let him down? You might need him behind bars”
For the first time in my life, for a brief moment, I thought I saw real fear in Jordynn Perry’s eyes. Apparently that last remark was a bit too close. No matter though. If the last decade in law had taught me anything, it was that without great risk, there was no great reward. Jordynn Perry qualified, so I pressed on. Her look made me instantly hard. Hell, I could have lifted the table with the damn thing, it got so stiff.
“Oh….OK then.” Jordynn finally spoke. Inhaling deeply and looking down her nose at me, she said “I get it. You want something. Perhaps for me to grovel? Maybe snivel a bit as I beg? A tear or two…or three? If you’re looking for cash, David & I didn’t go to some fancy law school, so what DO you want?” Jordynn ended as she stared eat-shit-daggers at me.
“No, got the cash I need.” I responded, waving my hand as I walked to the other side of the table, and pulled out one of the wooden chairs with arms. “and you don’t strike me as the groveling type. “So if you really love David Brewer like you say you do, “I leaned back against the arm of the chair, legs open, so that my bulging, tented crotch was clearly at eye level for Jordynn, “looks like you’re going to get the opportunity to prove it.”
“J” stared at me, for a moment her jaw literally hanging open. “You-…You can’t mean….”
“The Hell I can’t” I shot back. “You just go ahead and say no, & I’ll be only too happy to recuse myself from this. Remember my reputation is what made you call me, so if I recuse myself, you’ll be lucky to get a court-appointed attorney that is worth half-a-damn.” Standing up and placing a hand on my case, I added “Ya know, that’s not a bad idea, so I’ll just go….”
“NO – WAIT!!” Jordynn exclaimed. She had actual tears in her eyes now. “John, PLEASE help us…please….” The groveling was nice, I thought. But not nearly enough.
I was continuing to pack when I heard her meekly say, “Oh-OK…..ok……..” so I stopped. I was under no illusion here, I knew she’d screw me over first chance she got, so I opened my case, and handed her two pens, a pad of paper, and a card. “That’s more like it.” I said. “Now in a minute, I am going to ask the Bailiff to bring David in. During that time, I want you at that desk over there. Take the pen attached to the card, and in your own hand, write in the card what I have on the note inside it, then take the pad and copy what I have typed. You do this and we are good, OK? I’ll let you get started while I step out and make a call.”
I gave her a few minutes, then stepped in. I saw that she had already finished the card, and was working on the note. In it she had written “Having so much fun, can’t wait to spend ALL our time together! Looking forward to tonight…J” to her credit, she had written it exactly as I desired. Now she was plugging away, creating a “love-letter” detailing how David had been abusive, and how much she wanted me to whisk her away. Jordynn looked up at me with sad, deer eyes. I smiled, and pointed at the paper. With that eat-shit/dagger-stare, she returned to her task. I stepped over and tapped on the door. The bailiff opened it and we briefly conferred in whispers, then he was off. Turning back to Jordynn I said “OK J, David will be her in a few minutes, let’s make sure you are really on board, stand up & turn around here.” I then said, “OK J. Pull your shirt and bra up. I want to see those tits.”
Jordynn just stared blankly, so I repeated myself “Do I need to pack my shit and go? If you aren’t on board, just say so and…”
With a sigh she complied, turning her face so she could lift her shirt & under wire bra proper. Jordynn had what were clearly C+ breasts, if not D’s, and wow they were near-perfect. Her Olive skin complexion meant she had dark areolas, which were large, and the piercings really topped it off, little barbells no less. I massaged one in my hand, carefully toying with the barbells, while tugging her nipple. She gasped, then looked away in shame, just as I hoped she would. “I like the way you gasp when I do that. Hold still now…” I said, then my phone made that camera ‘click!’ sound as I snapped a pic.
At the sound, Jordynn jerked her blouse down and snapped “What the FUCK are you doing?”
“Relax, it’s not like your face is in it…I mean, how many you really shown ‘em too?” I said grinning, then added, “ I am doing whatever the FUCK I feel like doing, so get used to it. We’re not quite done here.” and I gave her a shove and she sat back down in her chair, with a totally incredulous look.
I quickly unzipped my pants, and my very willing boner popped right out. “Grab that and hold it, it’s not like you never held one before.” I said to her. Jordynn took my cock in her hand, just as instructed. I flipped the view on the phone to a take a selfie, and stepped in close to Jordynn, so my cock was very close to her nose & mouth, and holding the phone up to get my smile, I took another pic, clearly showing her face, with my dick in the middle of it. I once had a girlfriend who measured my dick, and she said there was more than 7 ‘useable’ inches, so very good, I guess, but every female has remarked about the damn thing’s girth. It actually tapersdown to the head, another remark they make, and all of that was on full display with it under Jordynn’s nose.
“Too bad there’s not more time,” I told her, “but this will make a good down-payment.” Stepping back I tucked myself in and told her “Your beloved will be here in a minute, so fix yourself and tuck that damn shirt in, woman.” As she finished I told her “Now I know you Jordynn Perry. You think you’re going to tell your man about this? Just remember the card you filled out, the love letter, and the pic you just took. I wonder how David will feel about what you’ve been up to?”
David was ushered in, and had a strange look as he & I talked. “Jordynn is writing an ‘affidavit’ of her side of this incident.” I said, lying. “David, I am willing to put the past behind us is you are. I have received this and I am sure I can get the gun charge kicked. Due to the lateness of the day, they are likely to hold you overnight, then we go to bail hearing tomorrow. That will actually give me some time to come up with the data I need. I am pretty sure I have a way to work this, but I am telling you now it is going to involve a stint in rehab. Either that or Prison, and you are looking at real time. Are you OK working with that?”
David nodded and agreed, if only reluctantly. I gave him some time with Jordynn as she was done with the tasks I had given her. As they were in there talking, I made a call, I needed to make sure something was ready. The Bailiff took David out to court, and we followed. David didn’t assault me, so Jordynn must have gone along with the plan. Again, nothing ventured, nothing gained.
As expected, at the hearing the Judge at first denied all bond, but I asked for a 24hr. hold, with the court to reconvene in the morning, and it was granted. The judge also moved it to general sessions, meaning we would get a different judge, but it also meant a long wait, pending tomorrow’s outcome.
Walking Jordynn out of the building, I opened her bag and removed her phone, turned it off, and pulled the battery. “Won’t be needing this until later, you’ll get it back then.” I told her. We walked back over to the office and I told her, “So here’s how it is, ‘J’, I cleared my schedule, and now you will too. You & I are going to a little spot I have in mind for a few hours. But don’t worry, I’ll have you done with time to rest for tomorrow.” I was all smiles. After all, Revenge was turning into something good after all.