Black Widow

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Black Widow....closed thread


State Senator Wendall Taylor and unidentified woman found
shot to death.
Jacksonville Times...August 17, 2001

Senator Taylor and call girl found shot and slashed in seedy motel room!
The Star....August 20, 2001

Lillian Taylor, wife of the late Senator indited on two charges of First Degree Murder.
Jacksonville Times...October 1, 2001

Accused suspect Lillian Taylor to retain Julian Lone Wolf as defense council.
Jacksonville Times...October 11, 2001

Lengthy trial finally ends. In the hands of the jury now.
Jacksonville Times...July 2, 2002



Julian was combing his hair when the call came telling him the Jury had reached their verdict. The jet black hair that reached almost to his waist had become his trademark and it had served him well.
His petite wife Francesca, now in her fifth month of pregnancy slipped up behind him and took the comb away and began to braid it.

"How will it go today Jules...have we won?"
He stared in the mirror a moment before answering.
"I think so."
He straightened his tie...silk... Armani.
Francey smiled.
They'd been married for four years and he'd never lost a case but he always answered her question the same way..."I think so"

She was proud of him. This six foot full blooded Cherokee Lawyer of hers. He'd come a long way from the dilapadated trailer where he and seven siblings had grown up in Oklahoma.
The best criminal trail lawyer in the state, possibly the country it was said. The Democrats had put feelers out about a possible congressional bid...
He turned and kissed her...his face like brushed copper, his eyes clear and gray.
"I have to go."

He was proud of her too.
Francesca Solidad had been a prize many men had vied for.
Dark latin beauty, intelligence, talent...and wealth. Great wealth through her father who owned a large chunk of Puerto Rico.

"I have to go."
He said again,
"I'll call you with the verdict."



Duval county Court House, Judge Everett Thomas Court.

"Do you have a verdict?"

"We do your Honor."

Julian put his arm around his client to steady her.

"The defendent will please rise and face the jury."

All eyes in the packed court turned to the woman standing rigidly at the defense table.

"We find the defendent, Lillian Anne Taylor...Not Guilty...on all counts."

The last words were lost in pandemonium...


This is a thread for Chanaud and I.
A serious one in fact!

 

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Lily Taylor

The prosecutors stood shaking their heads in disbelief. This was supposed to be an open and shut case. The overwhelming evidence was stacked against her including counts of witnesses.

The courtroom went wild. Flashes of camera bulbs caught everyone’s initial reaction. Screams of injustice came from the Senator’s family. The hired bodyguards immediately closed in around Ms. Taylor and Julian and formed a haven.

They embraced in a tight hug.

“Julian, you ARE the best! I owe you..” Lillian lips quivered uncontrollably as tears streamed down her face.

“It wasn’t me Ms. Taylor, the people saw the truth and spoke.” Julian’s bright eyes spelled relief.

“Are you ready to face the reporters?”

“Do I have to?” Her cool blue eyes pleaded.

He stood back. This was the first time he saw her as desperate. She was always the picture of coolness. Even when she first sought his services, did her face give away any indication of guilt or innocence.

“You’re going to have to sooner or later.”

She nodded. “Will you be my side the whole time?”

“Of course!” His heart melted at her plea. He wiped the last trail of tears in her eyes with his thumb. “Are you ready to face them?” His shiny black head indicated the reporters.

She breathed in deeply. “Yes, Julian. I’m ready now.”

 

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The press conference had been a trying ordeal for Lily and only Julian's strong presence, his arm wrapped around her shoulder for support, gave her the strength to struggle though it.

Francesca watched them on the TV at home. She'd seen Mrs. Taylor on television before but never in such close proximity to her husband.
She understood of course. It wasn't the first time he'd stood with a client in the popping lights and confusion of a post trial press conference.
But somehow, this was diferent...somehow, she didn't like this woman at all.
She hit the remote and the screen went dead. She sat there staring at it for a long time.

"Where are you going to go?"
Julian held the door of his black Mercedes open and Lilly slipped onto the soft warm leather. She waited until he got in before she answered.
"I...I asked my sister to rent a place on the beach. I can't go home right now....not sure if I ever will."
She stared straight ahead, her eyes seemed unfocused.

He started the car.
"Do you want me to drive you there Lily?...Or do you have a car here in town somewhere.?"

Suddenly she was leaning against him, sobbing hystericaly...
"I thought I would stay in prison,,,stay there forever...Oh GOD Julian...Oh God..."

He put his arm around her, thankful for the dark tinted windows of his car. He could feel her breasts, heaving against him as she sobbed the words out.

"It's Ok...it's over Lily, all over...I'll drive you to the beach."



OOC...Chanaud my sweet this is the last post before I leave, but at least we got it started!

 

[ariosto]

((((Bump))))...Chanaud...still interested?

 

[chanaud]

OOC: Of course! Welcome back, babe.

“Let me just call my wife first.”

He paused for a moment before he dialed. Lily didn’t move so he excused himself politely before turning his back slightly.

“Did you see us? Yes, I promised I would call right after but reporters were all ears and the press conference was right after the verdict. ……I know dear. Listen, I promised I would drive Lily to her beach house. It shouldn’t take me more than 2 days. I will drive her, see her to the door and come right back so I don’t need a change of clothes. Will you be alright? ………Yes, I’ll be careful. I love you. Take care of our little papoose. I’ll call you on my way back. Yes, dear. I love you.”

Lily’s glacial eyes were watching his every expression and twitch of his facial muscles. When Julian snapped his cell phone shut, she smiled, a generic, not so warm smile. Julian’s head snapped back. For a split second, he thought there was something in her eyes but it was gone before he was sure. A cold chill crept through him making his body shudder unexpectedly.

“Are you alright?”

Her eyes now matched her concerned voice.

“Yes, I’m alright. Francie is pregnant and I worry about her. I don’t like to leave her alone for a long period of time. This is our third try, you know…”

His black coals drifted to the ground with his voice.

She took his hand and turned it so the palm faced her. The tip of her fingertip traced his lines. Her eyebrows knotted together in deep concentration. After a few long moments, Julian shifted uncomfortably. She was too close and he was noticing her warmth.

“You are a great man, Julian. And you will be rewarded justly for your greatness.”

Still holding his hand, her fingertip traced the outline of his high Cherokee cheekbones and down his jaw line.

“Yes, you will receive what you deserve......”

 

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He let her talk him into taking A1A down the coast. He could easily have made it to West Palm in under 5 hours on the Interstate but she said the Ocean's close presence would calm her, sooth her...
He could understand that because it often did the same for him.
The big car hummed softly down the old narrow highway, passing his own club at Ponte Vedra and then continuing south with the dunes and the waving sea oats their constant companions.

She excited him.
She had from the first moment he'd laid eyes on her. He would have taken her case for free if he'd had too.
As the trial intensified and he found himself spending more and more time with Lily, she had become a near obsession.
One night his wife had shaken him awake to tell him he'd been talking to 'Missus Taylor' in his sleep. He'd blushed guiltily but Francesca had laughed and got up to make him some hot chocolate.
His wife was wonderful...wonderful. He would never do anything to hurt her...

"Julian, can we stop for a few minutes?"
Lily had been quiet and he'd thought her asleep. Her words startled him.
"Sure...do you need to use the Ladies room?"

She turned to him and smiled, her left hand touched his knee, her right one gestured out the window.
"No...no, not that. But this part of the beach is lovely and nearly deserted, I'd just like to get out and walk a bit."

He pulled the Mercedez on to the soft shoulder and got out.
It was almost six and long warm shadows were being cast by a sun that would soon be down in a blaze of glory.
The air was fresh and cool with the promise of evening. Gulls cried beyond the wall of scrub oak and palms. The sea pounded against the shore...
Sure, it might be nice to walk on the beach for a bit...no harm in that.

 

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Lily Taylor

In one deft movement, she removed her jacket revealing tanned bare shoulders. Her white tank blouse hung low and loose and was tucked neatly under a slim black skirt. Julian did a double take. When did she manage to remove her silk stockings?

Her bare feet were heading straight towards the pounding water’s edge. Julian long legs strained to match her steps. Their hands brushed every few steps. Each time, he excused himself and pulled away. Lily didn’t mind. In fact, she seemed to welcome it and lean towards him.

“Do you know what I want to do right now?” Her question was soft, forcing him to lean closer to hear her above the roaring sea.

“No, tell me Lily.”

“I would like to dive into the ocean and swim for miles..”

“As your attorney, I advise you not to. Sharks, you know. They like to feed at dusk.”

His half joke brought on a smile. It was the same smile; he saw earlier, the smile that brought a cold chill, which immediately brought a shudder. This time it was definable.

“But you are here to save me, Julian.”

Her faraway eyes never left the ocean. They were standing at the water’s edge. The end of her skirt was wet but she didn’t mind. He admired her for that.

“Even I can’t save you from sharks, Lily. Come, let’s walk for a bit.”

When she didn’t move, he grabbed her hand and led her along the shore. A few long seconds later, he noticed her hand was still in his. Julian knew he should release her hand but he was afraid she might jump in if he did. Besides, she didn’t seem to mind. She seemed content walking along side him and holding hands like lovers.

 

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As they walked along the shore he stole glances at her, she seemed happy, content to be doing this...walking with him her hand nestled in his, the long warm rays of the setting sun throwing their shadows into the sea.
His own mind was in turmoil. The case was over. They'd won. That should be it...why did he feel that it wasn't.
He should break away right now, there was still a drive of several hours ahead of them. He had no business walking with a beautiful woman along a golden beach with their hands entwined like lovers.

They finally stopped where an old life guard tower was slowly being reclaimed by the elements.
The wind had freshened and was whipping through her hair, pressing the thin blouse against her skin.
Julian realised she was wearing nothing under it. Her breasts and her hard pointed nipples were clearly outlined.

"It's getting late Lily, we should get back on the road."
He released her hand but she just leaned on the old wood and stared out to sea. It was as though she didn't hear him at all.

"I said we should...."

Suddenly she was in his arms pressing her body tight against his.
"It's cold Julian...I'm so cold. Please...hold me closse."

 

[chanaud]

Lily Taylor

Julian’s arms fought the urge. Long seconds later, he gave in. Lily just stood there and allowed him to make the decision. His arms enveloped her waist slowly and hesitantly. Finally, his arms circled around her, pulling her hard.

“We shouldn’t do this..” Julian whispered ever so softly in her hair. His voice was desperate. He was a lost man.

“I’m married you know. I love….”

Her long manicured nail hushed his lips. “Please don’t. I know you’re married. But for once, let’s forget that you are. Let me forget. Please, just this once.”

Her soft blue eyes pleaded with him. Her parted dry lips offered a peek of moisture from the depths of her mouth.

He was a desperate man. Julian’s lips came crashing down on hers. Their arms circled around each other bringing them closer. Tongues battled fiercely for control. Seagulls fluttered away noisily drowning out their moans.

 

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The moment had passed... or had it.
A fevered embrace on the edge of the ocean, in the midst of a tropical twilight...unique, warm...right somehow.
He told himself that over and over...unique...a stolen moment...he'd be back home tomorrow. He'd be making love to his wife...tomorrow.

The big car sped through the Florida night with both of them lost in silence.

It was a big house...a very big house. The kind of beach front property that Julian was only now financially secure enough to entertain as a future possibility.
Lily looked up at it's dark looming bulk and shivered.
She seemed reluctant to get out.

"Come on, let's go in and get some lights turned on."
When he opened the door the illumination showed that she was crying.
Once again his heart overruled his mind and he took her hand in his own.

"Come on Lily...it'll be allright. It's over. It's all over."

 

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Lily Taylor

Her face crumpled with tears.

“Ooohhhh…you don’t understand. I’m lonely. So, lonely. What am I going to do with my life? My name is ruined. Sure, I’ve been found not guilty, thanks to you. But, it won’t matter. People will always wonder. No man will ever want me. And you will be gone. Gone from my life..."

Julian’s arms wrapped around her narrow waist and pulled her to him. She continued to sob uncontrollably against his strong chest.

“What am I to do????”

“Now, now…”

 

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The house was big and dark, white csheete veiled the furniture like ghosts and the seawind was beginning to stir the long lace curtains.

"Let's walk outside Julian...theres a big porch facing the Ocean, maybe I'll be okay if I can just sit and realx out there a while."

They walked through rectangles of moon lit shadow and out onto a wide verandah seperated from the surf by only fifty yards of silvery sand.
The salt wind braced them as soon as they stepped outside.

Lily put her arm around his waist, squeezing him tight.
"I wonder where they're going?"
She nodded towards distant lights, a big ship leaving Miami to the south.

"Probably the Bahama's, a short cruise..."
He wasn't sure what to say as he felt her palm cupping the bulge in his trousers and her lips against his cheek.

"Take me here Julian....just once.
It's all I ask."

 

[chanaud]

Lily Taylor

He groaned from her insistent rubbing to his crotch. Before Julian had a chance to answer, she took hold of his cheeks with her palms and pulled his lips down to hers. They kissed with fervor and intensity. Sloppy, wet kisses grew animalistic. His arm hugged her back and pulled Lily to him, but her hands remained on his bulge giving him the best hand job she was able to manage through clothes.

After long moments, they separated gasping for air. Julian’s forehead had beads of sweat. His dark eyes smoldered with lust.

“Just once…”

Lily whispered again. Julian’s lips came crashing down on hers. She moaned from the sudden impact. Hands flew. Unbuttoning….ripping….tearing….The clothes flew away.

Julian looked down at the porcelain skin displayed before him. His tongue snaked around his bruised lips. With a groan, large hands cupped her heaving breasts upwards towards his waiting mouth.

 

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She leaned back against the weathered railing, her hands buried deep in his long black hair, savoring the gentle play on her breasts.
He cupped her full sweet orbs like precious fruits, kissing and licking them, not just the stiffened nipples but all over...his hands softly squeezing the whole time.

Julian swirled his tongue around the tender buds and sucked them into his mouth.
His mind was raging DANGER against what was happening but his body had a will of it's own...
His cock felt ready to burst as she fumbled it free of his shorts and her hand wrapping around it's throbbing thickness sent electric waves of pleasure dancing through him.

He tore his lips away...
"We shouldn't..."
He mumbled against the warm skin of her breast.
But it was the last gasp of caution and went unheeded...by both of them.