Seven days was gone, after the court session and I was still in police custody but the day would be the day the judge would make his final verdict on my case after the adjunction the last time. 
    We were settled again and I had lost all the good energy and vibes that I had. 
     I didn't feel like I had the situation under control because I didn't, and I didn't do anything because there was nothing I could do about it. 
    "Has the accused arranged for a barrister?" The judge asked and they all looked at me. 
    As I looked back at them, all I saw was their dead bodies. I wished nothing less than that. My lips were heavy to disperse, so no word was spoken.
     But if I had a barrister wouldn't I come with him?! Wouldn't he be with me now? Silly questions! 
    "Has the accused arranged for a barrister?" He asked again, this time with more seriousness in the tone of his voice. 
    After a heavy sigh, the word was pushed out. "No" 
    "We shall proceed to the final verdict then…" he added. "Please come forward…" the woman stood at the same point and entertained questions from the judge. 
    "Apart From bthe proof you presented the other day, do you have more?" 
     "No sir" 
     "I'm afraid that it isn't enough evidence to prove that the accuser murdered your husband. Having said that, I'm left with no further option than to close this case…" 
     Did he just said that!? I was met with a glimpse of jope, that little light you see deep in the dark tunnel and it was becoming evident, splashing everywhere. 
     It was my turn to smile and rejoice while the widow trembled. 
    She motioned to plead for more chance, this time toning it with emotions, some shit about how she lost the love of her life to me, how she missed their days together, how she missed and longed for his smile, his touch, his kiss, his happiness, once again, how she— 
    "Uhh boring!" I said. But my Joy was only a half partitioned window that was about to be closed. 
    "Your honour sir, I plead for more time. Please award my client time to get actionable evidence…" 
     "How long enough?" 
     "I believe a few more weeks will be enough, your honour" 
    "This case has been adjourned to the next two weeks" 
     The court was dismissed and I saw that the lawyer was the main problem, if he was to get burned from the picture, I would be just fine.
     Once again, their faced lit up with smile and mine dampened with anger and lost. It was like having your life get taken away from you right in front of you when you had it in a tight grasp. 
      "Time to go, ma'am" the police man that came to pick me said as he touched me. 
     I threw him a poisonous look that got him looking down to the earth for surgery. But he was a cop anyway. 
     "Don't touch me!" I scoffed. "I'm going to use the restroom…" I stood up to go to the restroom and he motioned to follow me. 
    "Hello, I'm a lady. And you're not following me to the restroom" I rolled my eyes at him and walked away. 
    I walked into the restroom and upon bumping in, I glanced at the men's corners which was cut from the female's room. 
    A smile grew across my lips. He was there and I needed to be there. 
    I opened the door and walked in, and there was the lawyer, taking out a piss. "Wha- what are you doing here?" He stammered, zipping up his trouser. 
    "Easy…" I walked closer to him and started touching his shirt. 
    "What are you doing?"
    "What do you think?" I said with a smile, biting my lips. 
    He scoffed and tried to push me away. "Sorry darling, I think I'm stronger than you. Don't worry it's just you and I here, no one else." 
    He shook his head and chuckled. "You think I don't know who you are and what you do? You take husbands away from their wives, sorry, I'm not as pitiful as them, you won't prey on me today, or ev—" 
   I planted a kiss on his lips and kissed him so hard and sensual for a moment, before he pushed me away, freting. I was getting to him, and he was just as weak as he should be. 
    "St- stop , stop…" he stammered. 
    "Ugh not yet, darling" I pushed him to the wall and leaned on him. I took his hands to my jean, and let him feel my waist and bum all over and took his fingers to zip down my trouser.
     "Yeah, get it down…" I whispered into his ear. 
    His breathing had escalated and he was getting the hinge of it. He was beginning to sweat and I had him at the right spot. 
     I took his hands to my boobs while kissing his neck. "I know you want this… just let us have this moment"
   I heard him gulp, he tried to say something, but he would rather not, I was just a dominating bitch. This is what I loved, taking the lead and it felt good, for the moment. 
    I traced my hand down to his trouser, touching his cock which was already hardened. "Ughhhh you're such a naughty boy after all, aren't you. Let's get it out, shall we?" 
    "Please, I don't—" 
    "Shhhh…" I pushed a finger against his lips. "Don't distract me, honey. I want to take my time" I kissed him on his lip again and it was as if I was sending a shock wave to his body. 
    I slid my hand inside his pants and brought out his cock. "Mmm looks sweet. Say, sweety, I haven't had any man touch me since or give me a good ride in a long time, do you want to do that for me? Will you do that for me?" I asked him, looking into his eyes while my hand remained with his cock, gently stroking it. 
    "Will you?" I asked him again. "Eh?" He nodded his head repeatedly.
     "Very good, very good" I said with a smile, stroking and stimulating his cock more, better and faster while looking at the expression and excitement on his face. 
     "Hopefully, you will get it out before but I do my thing, eh?" He nodded his head again. His lips parted and his eyes flickered. Before I knew it, he shot out. 
    "Oh man…" well, he did came so quick. "Eww. You ruined the fun. I was going to do this when it was … time" saying the last word with ease and softly, it was time after all. 
    "For what?" He asked. 
   I leaned away from him and smiled. "You will forever be remembered. You were a good lawyer?" 
    His eyes widened and his lips parted to say a word… too late; I snapped his neck and he fell in my arms. "Sleep well, man" I cleaned his nasty shit on his shirt.
     "What was that? Is that how terrible your wife's sexual life is? How many minutes was that? I mean seconds?" I scoffed, laying him down quietly. Then I heard a surpressed whimper. I looked up to see the woman in tears. 
    "You killed my boyfriend…" she whimpered. It was as if her heart was failing her. 
    "Your boyfriend?" My eyes went to her hand, she was holding her phone, and her video flash light was on.