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ALICE - A PAUL PURPLE STORY [ part 19 ] Alice Elizabeth was very friendly as she drove us to her home, “Normally I don’t act as a chauffeur for my patients.” She said with a laugh as she steered the car down the road. “It’s very good of you Doctor . . . doctor . . .?” Margaret said uncertain how to respond. “Just call me Elizabeth, although I know it might be confusing with your daughter having the same name.” Elizabeth said and then asked, “How did you meet up with Paul?” “Ah . . . well . . . that’s slightly embarrassing.” Margaret said and I could see her ears going red. Elizabeth laughed, “I’ll have to introduce you to Little-Cat, she was one of Paul’s, I brought her and haven’t regretted it.” She said. “You! You have a slave . . . but you’re . . .” Liz spoke up and then quietened down. “A psychiatrist? Yes! But sometimes slaves are useful . . . are they not?” She asked pointedly. “But Alice isn’t a slave! She’s going to be my sister!” Liz protested. “Liz, Elizabeth is correct. I’ve been trained as a slave to serve you and your mother, I will never forget this fact.” I said proudly. “Nor should you, you are following a very long tradition. Some of it not very nice, I’ll admit, but in the most part very rewarding for both master and slave. In fact good trainers are highly regarded, trainers like Paul Purple and ‘J’ have the highest reputation amongst us.” Elizabeth said as she turned the car into a driveway. I did wonder if I should ask about this ‘J’ person, but decided I’d better not. The car was met by two young ladies, one of whom I’d seen before, who were introduced as Sue-Li and the other as Little-Cat. The two bowed to Margaret and then Liz when she was introduced, I was surprised when, as Elizabeth introduced me, both girls came up to me and kissed me. “Welcome sister.” Little-Cat said with a smile. Elizabeth watched us closely before speaking, “Little-Cat, you think of Alice as your sister?” She asked. Little-Cat turned to her mistress and went onto one knee, “Yes mistress, in a way Master Paul created us and in that manner all of his people are my kin, so Alice here is my sister.” Little-Cat said looking back at me with a smile on her face and in her eyes. “And in my heart I know that Little-Cat here is my sister.” I said standing beside her and putting my hand on her shoulder. Elizabeth looked at me and smiled, “Yes, and it’s a large family indeed. Now Little-Cat take your sister to your room while I talk to Margaret and little Elizabeth here.” I looked at her and asked, “Will you be able to help Liz to walk again?” Elizabeth looked sad, “Not immediately, Liz needs to trust me before she’ll talk to me, all I might be able to do is to allow her to face up to her main problem.” She said. “But I can help you there, I know what it is. It’s . . .” I began but Elizabeth held her hand up. “Stop right there Slave Alice! This is a family secret you will never repeat it to anyone outside of your family, not even your sister’s in bondage.” Elizabeth ordered me. I went onto one knee, “Yes mistress, I understand. But I thought you’d require the information.” I don’t know why I reacted like this but it seemed the only thing to do. Elizabeth helped me to my feet, “I know, but I can’t take short cuts, Liz has to tell me of her own accord.” She said to me gently and then placed my hand into Little-Cat’s “Margaret, Liz if you will come with me, Alice please go with Little-Cat, Little-Cat remember you are still on reception duty, I’m unavailable until after this consultation.” She said before escorting Margaret who was pushing Liz to her office. I wanted to follow them, but Little-Cat stopped me, “Its okay Alice, Mistress Elizabeth is very good at her work.” She told me while pulling me away in another direction. - - - - - - - - - - Little-Cat’s room was larger than I expected, with its own bathroom and a king-sized bed, framed on one wall was a piece of paper, I recognised it as the last page of a contract. I went to it and realised it was Little-Cat’s contract. “Your real name is Naomi?” I blurted out and then apologised. “I’m sorry but why didn’t Master Paul let you keep your name?” I asked her. I looked at her fearfully in case she felt resentful, but I saw she was smiling, “Oh no, I was being trained by Toy to please women, she said I liked pussy so much that I should be a little cat . . . and so the name stuck. I prefer my new name, but I don’t worry when anyone uses my old name, although only Mistress, Sue-Li, Toy and Master Paul . . . and now you, know what it is!” Little-Cat said. I crossed my hand over my heart, “I won’t tell anyone.” I promised her, but she shook her head still smiling, she took my face in her hands and kissed me. “It’s alright sister, it’s not a secret and so I won’t mind. . . . Now what’s the latest on Master Paul? . . . Why didn’t he come here with Mistress?” I began to tell her and found she was pulling me to her bed, then she began shedding her clothes, I followed her example. “So Master Paul is helping another girl, do you think he’ll take her to train?” She asked me. After a few minutes though I shook my head, “No, he’s got . . . too much on his mind at the moment, anyway Tracy’s aunt’s going to be picking her up.” I was now lying naked on Little-Cat’s bed, her hand was resting lightly on my breast gently squeezing it, she look at me at smiled. “Time to see what the newer model has up its sleeves.” She said to me. I held up my arms, “Nothing . . . I’ve got no sleeves at all!” I said and we both burst out laughing. I placed my hand on her tit, copying her moves and then I looked into her eyes, as if challenging her to do more. And she did, bending forward she gave me a kiss, her tongue tracing the pattern of my teeth before advancing to touch my tongue in invitation, I followed her tongue and did my own exploring of her mouth, before quickly pulling back as she brought her teeth together. I pulled back from her and shook my head, “Oh no, no way is a little cat going to get my tongue!” I told her before moving back to kiss her mouth. This time I pushed her back onto the bed and got on top of her, moving one leg between hers, she raised the leg that was between mine allowing me to rub her pussy with my leg while I rubbed my pussy on her leg. My hand was pressing on her tit, as hers was doing the same to mine, we were gradually building each other to a climax . . . when a buzzer sounded. “Oh CRAP!” Little-Cat said and got out from under me, heading to a corner of the room where her computer was; she pulled on a robe and opened up the screen. I heard her squeal with glee as she did something with her computer, she spoke for a few moments and then giggled again before the screen went dark. Little-Cat started walking towards me, slipping the robe over her shoulders and down to the floor as she did so, allowing me to see her naked body, still shining with our mixed perspiration, then she did a slow swirl, enabling to study her back from her small feet up her legs to her heart shaped ass, and then the line of her spine, near the top of which was a small scar, an operation recently healed? Maybe. She then threw herself onto the bed beside me. I traced the line of her spine down to her ass, causing her to shake slightly with the motion, she giggled and so I reversed my action, moving from her ass to her lovely neck. “What’s this?” I asked her as I reached her scar. “What? Oh that? I can’t feel it anymore. It was something Mistress wanted me to have done, it was so she’d be able to find me, it’s also something that allows me to shop and it automatically charges the stuff to my account. It’s really cool.” Little-Cat said before turning over onto me, “Now where were we?” She whispered into my ear as she pressed down onto me, her leg rubbing on my clit. “Oh yes! That was it!” She added. All too quickly we brought ourselves to a mutual orgasm, which for some reason struck us as funny because we began laughing. Then Little-Cat reached under the bed and produced a dildo, which she rubbed onto my tits, moving it down my chest to my stomach, twisting it into my belly-button, causing me to giggle. She then moved it to my hips before playing along the slit of my pussy. She then angled it so that the head of the dildo started to separate my pussy lips. “NO!” I said putting my hand down and stopping her. “What’s wrong . . . oh you’re not a . . . hold on, let me check!” Little-Cat said moving down my body, between my legs, I felt her probing me just as Doctor Sharon had, “Wow! Why didn’t Master Paul deflower you?” She asked. “My mistress didn’t want me done.” I said simply. “Okay, If you’re staying here for some time then you’ll need a pendant,” She said and then thought for a second, “Does Liz need a pendant as well?” “I’m not sure, what does it mean?” I asked her puzzled about these pendants. “It tells everyone that you’re a virgin and cannot be penetrated without the full weight of the law coming down on whoever tries it. You can be looked at or kissed but that’s about it. If you decide to remove it of you own free will then you’re letting people know you’re available.” Little-Cat told me. “Oh! Then I don’t think Liz needs one.” I said hesitatingly as I was revealing a secret. Little-Cat studied me closely, “I see . . . I think she’d better have one as well, you never know.” She said and held me close for a moment. “Okay then young virgin, I suppose you’ve never learnt how to satisfy a man then!” She said throwing down a gauntlet again. I took the dildo from her hands and started to lick it as if it was a real penis instead of the imitation that it was. I licked the shaft and then bent my head back, just like a sword sallower, and started pushing the dildo into my mouth and then into my throat, I left it there for a minute while breathing through my nose, before I withdrew it. “Where did you learn that?” An impressed Little-Cat asked. “Billie-Jo taught me, she’s an expert; I’m just a humble student.” I said with a smile. “And what else did you learn?” Little-Cat asked in a teasing tone. I had to respond to that and so I took control of Little-Cat, and kissed her face and mouth, moving down her body, I ignored her breasts and carried down to her naked pussy, I knew she wasn’t a virgin from the way she had spoken and so, while I was mouthing and gently nipping on her clit, I pushed two fingers inside her, I didn’t want to put my fist inside her as I didn’t want to antagonise her. But Little-Cat shook and spoke up, “That’s nothing new!” but she was panting. I pulled my head back, “Oh that’s just a teaser, here comes the real thing.” I told her and then concentrated on her G-Spot. “Ohmigod! . . . What . … How . . ?” She tried to get away from me, scared of the sensations I was building in her, but I didn’t let her, I followed her, concentrating on just bringing her off, which I managed to do, but this time I didn’t stop. “Oh . . . oh . . . Alice . . . oh . . . ohh . . . OHHHhhhhhh!” her second orgasm cumming (sorry) so soon seemed to overloadher and she gave a scream, stiffened and then collapsed back onto her bed. Her bedroom door opened and Sue-Li came in holding a baseball bat raised in her hands, “What is happening here? Who is hurt?” She asked me looking around the room for an intruder. I looked up and began laughing, Sue-Li took a look at my damp face and Little-Cat’s condition before blushing, “I . . . I’m sorry, it’s just that I’ve never heard Little-Cat so . . . so vocal before.” She said embarrassed. “I showed her something new,” I said smiling, “Do you want me to do the same for you?” I asked. Just then that dammed buzzer went off again, Sue-Li looked at Little-Cat who was struggling to get up. She shook her head before going to the computer to answer the call. I went to the bathroom and got a damp cloth and a glass of water for Little-Cat. Sue-Li finished the call and left the room after giving a glance back at the bed and a sleeping Little-Cat, I curled up beside her and fell asleep. - - - - - - - - - - Paul I was still in the hospital, I’d been directed to a side-room where there was a computer, I entered my username and password, only to have a screen open up. ”This is Ropeville police, you are using a restricted system, please give your name for voiceprint identification! Warning failure to do so will result in your arrest!” A female voice demanded and then a screen with the words Speak Now appeared. “My name is Paul Purple and I’m after a communications link!” I said a Please Wait . . . Verification in progress message appeared. ”Thank you Mr. Purple, your use of this system is authorised!” The female voice said and then the screen cleared to reveal the desktop I was used to. I clicked on the communication icon and selected Elizabeth’s name and clicked on it, after a few seconds the screen opened. “Doctor Elizabeth’s number . . . MASTER PAUL! How lovely to see you!” Little Cat screamed out. “And it’s delightful to see you again, how’s Margaret and her troop?” I asked her which made her giggle, I looked at the image on the screen and noticed she was naked under the robe she was wearing. “Margaret and Liz are currently with my Mistress, Alice is here in my room . . . We were getting acquainted with each other” She said with a smile on her lips. I could picture what she meant and smiled also, “Well give her a kiss on the pussy from me,” I said, “When you’re finished can you let Margaret know I’m leaving Alice in her hands and I’ll see them all next Monday at the court house, unless Alice wants to see me earlier.” I told her and after asking her to check Alice out I broke the connection. - - - - - - - - - - I closed down the computer and made sure I reloaded it to wipe out my password on the system - can never be too careful. I was walking along a corridor in the hospital and I heard a young girl screaming out. “NO . .. No . . . don’t come near me! . . . NO . . . no . . . please . . .” Thinking the worse I ran into the ward where two nurses were holding a girl down onto the bed, while another was trying to give her an injection. The girl was struggling away as if scared of them, I walked to the bed, she was about nine years old, her eyes were tightly closed. He mouth was open and I could see she had teeth missing from the front of her mouth. A look at the chart behind the bed gave me the girl’s name. Chelsea Morris. I concentrated and then spoke softly. “Chelsea . . . Chelsea, relax . . . these people are trying to help you . . . Chelsea, calm down and relax . . . relax . . . relax!” I ordered her and was happy to see her stop moving and allowed the nurse to inject her without effort. A doctor came onto the ward and looked at me. “May I ask what you’re doing on this ward?” He demanded. I held up my hands to show they were empty, “I’m sorry Doctor . . .” I looked at his name badge, “. . .Roberts.” I did a double take, should I laugh out loud, I’m sure the Beatles would have! “So? Why are you here?” He asked again. “I heard a girl in torment and thought I could be of assistance.” I said. “And he was doctor, Chelsea had another of her nightmares, we were holding her down and Amy was trying to sedate her, but then this man came in and told her to relax . . . and she did!” A nurse said Doctor Roberts looked at the other two nurses who nodded their agreement to the story “Well then I must thank you. Mr.?” He looked at me I smiled at him, “My name is Paul Purple.” I said. He looked into my eyes, “Ah yes, I’ve read about you, interesting, most interesting. Now I thank you for your help, but must ask you to leave this ward.” Doctor Roberts said indicating the door to the corridor. As I walked out I asked him what had happened to Chelsea. He shook his head sadly, “A sad case, she in a traumatic shock, unable to recognise this world as she’s retreated from it, she was found by a police patrol, she’d been raped by three men, she had been forced to suck them off but bit one of them, so they forced her mouth open and removed some of her teeth before carrying on, some of them weren’t milk teeth either.” He said. I felt cold how could anyone . . . “Have they caught the people?” I asked him. “Yes . . . the official report is that they fired on the officers who shot back but the three escaped in a car, they were later brought in D.O.A with some strange wounds, they died from loss of blood . . . well that would happen when genitalia is shot away.” I nodded coldly, “Yes it would . . . Suicide I suppose was the verdict?” I said. “Yes, that was the coroner’s decision.” He told me. “I take it she’s getting psychiatric help?” I asked. But Doctor Roberts shook his head, “We can’t get her to respond, if this carries on we’ll going to have to insert a control personality. I stopped, “Can I visit her? I won’t affect the nurses I promise, it’s just while I’m here?” I asked him. Doctor Roberts thought for a few moments before excusing himself, he went to a telephone and dialled a number. After speaking for some time he returned to me, “I’m told that you might be able to help her, so visit as often as you want, I’ll let the nurses know.” He said And so I had the rest of my stay planned. - - - - - - - - - - I can’t say much happened in the next few days, Pauline and Billie-Jo were released along with Tracy and they moved into my hotel room, they kept Tracy and her aunt occupied, getting the older woman to understand what her niece was feeling and, I suspect, showing her how to cope with them . . . I didn’t pry too closely. Alice settled down with Margaret and Liz, I was given daily reports by Alice who felt she had to tell me, Alice was now wearing a Ropeville pendant proudly saying it was given to her by her sister Little Cat, Liz is having bi-daily consultations with Elizabeth and has now shared with her the big secret. . . . Whatever that is as Alice doesn’t want to tell me, and I respect her choice. She did visit the Police station and was presented with a deputy’s badge and announcing that she had full powers of arrest within the town of Ropeville, she was also presented with a police radio and a set of handcuffs (with keys), these came in handy one day as she introduced Liz to her mother. “Margaret was handcuffed and blindfolded on the bed as I carried Liz onto the bed, when she found out who had their hand in her pussy she freaked out, and then mellowed.” Alice told me smiling. Me? How did I spend my debauching days in Ropeville? Every morning I spent with Billie-Jo and Pauline, and in the afternoons I was back in the hospital sitting by a young girl’s bed, just talking and holding her hand as her blank eyes stared ahead. Chelsea was still having nightmares but now she knows that the people who had hurt her would hurt no one else. On the Saturday afternoon she looked around blinking her eyes before focusing on me, her eyes were clear and without fear. “Who? . . . Who are you?” She asked me. I smiled at her, “Just a friend.” I said gently “But . . . I don’t know you? … Where am I?” she said looking around. “You’re in hospital, you were badly hurt.” I told her still keeping my voice gentle so as not to alarm her. “Oh . . . no, those men . . . they . . . and then they . . .” He hand went to her mouth finding the gap where her teeth had been removed. She started crying. I gently held her while pressing the nurses’ call button. Amy arrived and took one look at Chelsea she ran back to the nurses’ station and quickly dialled a number before rushing back to us. “Chelsea? How are you feeling?” She asked the girl. Chelsea looked up at me as if asking my permission to talk, “It’s alright Chelsea, Nurse Amy is looking after you,” I told her. “I feel weird, I should be . . . sad? But I don’t feel that? Why?” She said. Just then Doctor Roberts came running onto the ward, he stopped when he saw Chelsea sitting up looking at Nurse Amy. “Hello Chelsea, I’m Doctor Roberts, I’m glad to see you like this.” He turned to me, “If you wouldn’t mind leaving I’ve got some tests to do with Chelsea.” He said to me. I was about to leave when Chelsea grabbed hold of my hand. “No! Please don’t leave me.” She begged I looked at Doctor Roberts who shrugged his shoulders. “Chelsea, the doctor wants to examine you, he might need to look in places you don’t want others to see, I shouldn’t stay for your sake.” I said gently. “Please? I trust you.” She said and looked at me with her large blue eyes. “If Doctor Roberts says it’s okay then I will.” I told her and looked at him. “If it will keep Chelsea happy then I won’t stop you. But at the first sign . . .” He began. “I’ll be out of here.” I said. “Good. Now Chelsea do you know where you are?” He asked the girl. She looked at me “I’m in a hospital.” She said I nodded. “Yes, that’s right, now . . . do you know why you’re here?” Doctor Roberts asked her gently. “B. . .” She began and then closed her eyes and started to shake, I held her hand and she gripped it tight then she opened her eyes and looked into my face, seemingly gaining strength from me. “Because some men . . . hurt me.” She said, tears on her face now. “Yes, that’s right, they were nasty men weren’t they?” Doctor Roberts said. “They were . . . but I don’t think they can hurt anyone . . . why do I think that?” She asked him. I spoke up, “Because I’ve been telling you that for the past few days Chelsea, you don’t have to fear those men anymore.” I told her gently. She nodded, “yes . . . that right, I remember you telling me . . . but I was . . . somewhere else . . . somewhere . . . I can’t remember.” She said going misty eyed as she tried to remember. Doctor Roberts spoke to her, “You were frightened so much that your mind hid itself away, we were worried about you. How did you find yourself?” He asked her. Chelsea looked at me, “I was . . . somewhere and I heard a voice talking to me, I liked the voice and wanted to see who it was . . . I opened my eyes and he was sitting there.” She said her eyes never leaving me. “Well Chelsea, we’re all very glad to see you. But now I’m afraid we have some rather boring tests to do.” Doctor Roberts said. He went through all the perception tests that he could do on the ward - you know arms extended and touch you nose, follow the light with your eyes, stand on you head blowing square bubbles that type of thing - and then he tested her reflexes to ensure her nerves were all normal. He declared that she seemed healthy and normal, and suggested that they kept Chelsea on intravenous feeding for a couple of days just in case of a relapse. Then her parents entered the ward and I had to leave her as her mother hugged her and her father stood to one side blinking away the tears. Doctor Roberts drew me away, “That was . . . I mean I didn’t think that . . .” He paused and then shook my hand, “Thank you, for everything, you will be visiting her again won’t you?” He asked me. “Of course I will, she will still need supporting, although I think her parents can supply that as well.” I said looking back where Chelsea’s mother was talking away and, even more importantly, Chelsea was talking back. - - - - - - - - - - On the Sunday we said goodbye to Tracy as her aunt was flown out, in an enclosed helicopter - of normal design - keeping to the fiction of the FBI safe area. “She was nice master, why didn’t you keep her?” Pauline asked me. “She’d already been traumatised and it wouldn’t have been fair to her, she’d be reliving every touch of Red, and that’s something I wouldn’t want her to have to deal with.” I said, but within me I could hear a mocking laugh! I took a deep breath and concentrated, driving the daemon back into it’s cage. ‘ I’ll go . . . but I’ll be back. I could picture it saying. At the advice of Commander Evans we packed a picnic basket and, with Margaret, Liz and Alice. We drove to a nearby lake where many families were already enjoying the sunshine. I noticed that although the adults were clothed, many of the kids, and teenagers were skinny-dipping. My girls were quick to ask and receive permission to join them. I could see that Liz and Alice were also champing at the bit and Margaret gave a laugh and told them to go. Alice quickly stripped off, except for her,now ever present, pendant, and then helped Liz to undress before taking the wheelchair to the water’s edge, I watched as she lifted Liz out and into the water. “How’s she getting on?” I asked Margaret. “She’s delightful Paul, I wonder how I could have ever managed here without her. And she’s such a blessing at night . . . looking after Liz of course.” She added with a blush. Just then there was a commotion near the water but as I looked it was quickly broken up . . . or rather a youth was on his knees with his arm behind his back, held by Alice while Billie-Jo and Pauline were taking Liz back to her chair. A police office came to the pair and, after a conversation between her and Alice, the boy was quickly taken away. Then Alice returned pushing Liz. Who spoke out. “Mum, mum did you see . . . she was wonderful.” I looked at Alice, “What happened?” I asked her. “Well he was picking on Liz, calling her crip. all the time, and then he saw me approaching, he flicked my pendant and said that didn’t stop him and told me to spread my legs for him . . . so I arrested him!” She said simply “What!” Billie-Jo asked incredulously. “I arrested him, for assault and attempting sex with a pendant wearer without her permission.” She said. “You’re kidding!” Billie-Jo said. I stopped her, “She’s quite right, they hold the pendant wearers in high regard, they are people who don’t want the attentions of males, and are protected by law. If that boy has attacked other wearers then I wouldn’t want to be in his shoes.” We continued with our picnic, which was interrupted several times by people coming to us to thank Alice for her action. During the afternoon, while the girls were sunbathing, naked of course, and Margaret and myself were dozing Pauline asked a question. “Master Paul . . .” She began. “Hmm?” I said sleeply “Tracy was talking the other day about a sleepover she had . . . Can we have a sleepover?” she asked carefully “A what?” I asked, fully awake now. “A sleepover, just a few girls . . . well one or two? I’m sure we could invite some.” Pauline said. “Yeah, I’m sure Doctor Sharon could find some and we wouldn’t need to worry about them either!” Billie-Jo piped up. “Girls? I’m not sure I could cope with one at the moment, what about in a couple of weeks time? Let me get myself sorted out first.” I said - reasonably enough I thought - and then dropped the subject altogether. - - - - - - - - - - On Monday we were all assembled in the courthouse, we should have been the first case, but instead we were second. In the court room was the same youth that had caused the trouble at the lake, this time his attorney was talking as we entered. “. . .And his arrest was illegal! It was all based on hearsay, my client was set up by a person at the lake, I demand that he be released with all charges dropped.” He was saying. “I will decide that Mr. Orson. Can I hear from the arresting officer?” Judge Silvia said banging her gavel. The officer went up and was sworn in, “You made the arrest of this person?” Judge Silvia said. “No, your Honour! I took over the arrest from the deputy.” She said smiling at Alice who smiled back. “I wasn’t aware that we had a deputy on the force?” Judge Silvia said, “Who was this deputy?” She asked. Alice stood up. “It was me, your Honour.” She said Judge Silvia looked up, “Yes Alice Watson?” She said recognising the young girl. Alice held up her deputy’s badge. “I’m the one who made the arrest, I handed him over to the officer when she arrived.” She said. The attorney was on his feet, “Objection your honour, this . . . girl can’t arrest anyone, why she isn’t even a resident here! I insist that you declare the arrest illegal and that my client is released without a stain on his character.” “Overruled!” Judge Silvia said, “Alice . . . please come to the bench.” She asked. Alice looked at Margaret who nodded, before she walked to the judge. As she passed the youth made a remark to her which I didn’t hear, but the judge did. She banged the gavel and announced. “One more word from your client and I’ll have you both arrested for contempt of court!” she glared at the attorney, who was wise enough not to comment. The judge looked at Alice. “Technically you are still under oath from last week, but do you swear that the testimony you will give with be the truth?” She asked Alice raised her right hand, “I swear.” She said solemnly. Judge Silvia looked around the courtroom, “Well I’m satisfied. Any objections?” She said looking directly at the attorney who shook his head, “Good, proceed with your statement.” She said to Alice. Alice began from where the youth had begun tormenting Liz and then his words when he saw Alice, at which point the judge stopped her. “You are certain that were his exact words?” She asked. Alice looked puzzled, “Yes your Honour, he told me I wouldn’t be the first one he’d done and I wouldn’t be the last!” Alice said. “And you were wearing that pendant when he said that?” Judge Silvia asked. “Yes your Honour, it was the only thing I was wearing.” Alice said with a blush. “You see your Honour, she was flaunting her nakedness, any normal person would. . .” The attorney jumped up and was waving his arms in his excitement. ’Bang-bang’ the gavel spoke and then so did Judge Silvia, “Really? I was sunbathing near the lake, nobody suggested anything to me!” She said which caused a titter to run though the court. “But your Honour . . . she is a visitor to Ropeville, she can’t know about the status of the pendants and I still insist that she isn’t qualified to arrest anyone!” The attorney persisted. “Your Honour, if I may?” Alice asked the Judge who, with a smirk, gave her permission. Alice turned to the attorney. “Sir, I am a virgin, my hymen is intact and will, until I decide otherwise remain that way, I was given the pendant by Little Cat who explained what it was for and how it would protect me. I may not be resident in Ropeville but I do understand about this!” She said. “I think that should answer your question, Mr. Orson?” Judge Silvia said to the attorney. “Okay so maybe I believe you know about the pendants, but your preposterous claim to be a deputy . . .” The attorney said only to be interrupted again. “What’s so preposterous about it? I awarded Alice the badge, with all the authority it represents, she acted perfectly lawfully . . . I’ve seen the surveillance tape!” The voice that interrupted him was that of Commander Evans. “Very well, on the testimony of Commander Evans I agree that there is a case to be answered, the accused will be remanded in custody until the trial.” Judge Silvia banged the gavel closing the case. “My dad will get me off. He’s already paid the others off!” The youth shouted out which made Judge Silvia raise an eyebrow. “Indeed . . . Commander Evans, I suggest you arrest his father on the ground of perverting the cause of Justice, we will require a list of all those girls you’ve forced, thank you for your evidence.” Judge Silvia said to the youth. “Why you fucking. . .” The youth jumped out of his chair and ran towards the judge’s bench . . . unfortunately this also brought him close to Alice, who tripped him up and, grabbing hold of his arm, threw him to the floor before stamping on his crotch, causing the youth to scream in agony. “You saw that . . . she fucking well attacked me . . . She attacked me!” He began shouting but soon found his arms handcuffed behind his back as he was led away. “Twenty day’s contempt of court! - Both you and your client!” Judge Silvia told the attorney who blanched at the news. Commander Evans chuckled as the two were taken away, “That girl has talent; I wish she would decide to stay here.” He said. The judge brought her gavel down again. “Since you are here already Alice I can see no reason to delay your case, please take the stand.” Judge Silvia said. - - - - - - - - - - “This court is to decide on the status of Alice Watson, a ward of this court. There is a petition before us to have an adoption order signed to allow Margaret, Marchioness of Astonbury. To accept Alice Watson as her daughter. The court has decided to allow Alice Watson to stay with her Ladyship for a trial period in order to decide whether she wants to remain with both Lady Astonbury and her daughter Lady Elizabeth Astonbury. Alice . . . Alice?” Judge Silvia paused in her introduction as Alice seemed to be in shock. “Alice are you alright?” “I’m sorry your Honour, what did you call Margaret?” Alice asked. “Ah, so you haven’t been told everything.” Judge Silvia said and looked at me, “Well Mr. Purple, I smell you hand in this.” She said. I rose to my feet, “I apologise to both the court and to Alice in particular. I suggested to Lady Margaret that she kept her title and formal name private, this was to keep Alice at her ease, only a few people know who Lady Margaret is here and so it was relatively easy to maintain, I didn’t know when to tell her, and so that is why she’s surprised about this revelation.” Judge Silvia nodded, “I understand . . . Alice with this new information I need to know how you feel about Lady Margaret adopting you?” Alice looked stunned still and was looking around, I could see Liz in her wheelchair, she had her fingers crossed and eyes closed, she was mouthing ‘please . . . please’ Alice turned to the Judge, “Your Honour, as Shakespeare said ‘what’s in a name? A rose by any other name would smell just as sweet.’ I’ve been with Mar . . . Lady Margaret and Lady Elizabeth for the pass week; they have been kind, generous and loving. I would choose to stay with them . . . if they want me.” Margaret got to her feet and was recognised by the Judge. “Your Honour, I’ve watched my life change in the past week, I’ve found out that I didn’t really know my daughter, the one person whom I should have been giving my love and attention to . . . but now my eyes have been opened by Alice, who has shown me how much joy and affection my daughter needs and is capable of giving, if the court gives its permission then I would want to make Alice my own daughter in actuality not just in name.” She had tears in her eyes as she said that. Liz now had her hand up. “Please your honour, I love Alice, I want her to stay with mummy and me, since the accident I’ve been too frightened to talk to anyone, but I can be normal with Alice, she’s a big sister that I needed to have, please let her stay with us . . . I need her!” Judge Silvia looked at me, “Well Mr. Purple don’t you have anything to say about this?” She asked me. “Me your honour? No . . . except that Alice is the type of person that can do for Lady Margaret what no other person can. What Lady Margaret didn’t realise was that Alice has been groomed especially for her. Lady Elizabeth’s problem was easy to diagnose and I realised would be a short term affair. But the family was not talking or reacting with each other, Lady Margaret was too wrapped up in her work and needed to face the reality. This was what I decided to do, and trained Alice to achieve this.” I turned to Margaret, “As you were informed, Alice is just what you require in all aspects.” I faced Judge Silvia again, “I would recommend that this court allows Lady Margaret to adopt Alice Watson.” Judge Silvia noticed the look on Margaret’s face, the shock that had first appeared and the small smile that remained on her face. “This court has listened to all parties and agrees that Alice Watson would make an excellent addition to Lady Margaret’s family. I will allow the adoption to proceed . . . unless there are any objections?” She looked around the courtroom. Commander Evans stepped forward. “Before you do your honour, there is the other matter.” He said. Judge Silvia smiled at him. “I had not forgotten about that Commander.” She said and then turned to face Alice. “Alice Watson, please raise you right hand.” Although confused Alice did as she was asked, “Do you Alice Watson promise to uphold the standards and codes of Ropeville, to defend it against all those who would see harm to the town and its citizens, to offer aid to all those who seek it?” Alice looked around and I nodded to her. “ye. . . Yes your Honour.” She said. “Good, Alice Watson, Ward of this court! You are now a citizen of the town and surroundings of Ropeville, may you have a long and happy life.” Judge Silvia said. “And now Alice Watson, I can present you with this medal for bravery and outstanding courage, it’s the highest honour that Ropeville can give its citizens.” He pinned a medal to her dress and kissed her “Well done Alice.” He said to her. I gestured to Billie-Jo and Pauline and we left the courthouse. I waved to a taxi and we were taken to the airport where a helicopter was waiting for us - I’d already arranged for our bags to be packed and loaded for us - We had just go into our seats when a police car came into the airfield and stopped by the copter. The door opened and Alice came running up to the helicopter. “You weren’t going to leave without saying goodbye were you?” She said, tears in her eyes, “What if I needed to talk to you, how can I ask you anything?” She said. I smiled at her, “Alice I knew that you’d do something, you’ll find that as a citizen of Ropeville you will have access to their web site wherever you are, I’m in the directory and you can call us anytime. For now you need to stay with your new family, they need you now. So don’t cry you have three families now to help you, Margaret and Liz, the whole town of Ropeville and us. And Alice...?” I finished saying. She looked at me, her eyes filled with tears, “Yes Master?” She asked. “Be happy, you will have a good life with Margaret and Liz, trust me.” I told her and sat back in my seat, I noticed a police woman step next to Alice and held her hand, the helicopter door closed and then the craft took off. - - - - - - - - - - “Boody hell boss, I’m glad she didn’t get into this thing, she nearly beat the crap out of me the last time we met.” Alan said from his seat. “True, but you did ask for it.” Isabel said. “Yes and I’m sorry you guys got hurt, but I had to show Alice that she was able to protect Liz and giving her that kidnapping scenario was the best way to do it. How’s Chris anyway?” I asked the pair. “He’s in hospital for another two weeks and then retraining, who taught that girl those moves in the first place?” Alan said. “That would be Pauline here, you don’t want to get on the wrong side of her.” I said to my old team. (See lessons 1 - 3 for details ) Then the flight stewardess came up and whispered a code phase to Pauline and Billie-Jo before presenting me with an injection. “Well goodnight guys, take care with those kids.” I said closing my eyes knowing that when I opened them I’d be home. |