Date: Tue, 2 Oct 2018 11:39:08 -0400 (EDT) From: E MOSER Subject: Francois: JM&FM - Rape #35 Francois: JM & FM - Rape #35 Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals. JM & FM - Rape by Larry Marian Jenna Michelle Jefferson and Francois Mason M'urk, both sixteen, sat huddled together in the multiplex showing the newly remade A SUMMER PLACE, both transfixed by the two on the screen, the two teenage lovers, Molly and Johnny. They sat in the front seat of a car, cuddled up, kissing. "Oh. A 1957 Chevy red and white Bel Air. I would kill for that car," FM muttered. "Molly. Be careful. I know he loves you. But be careful," JM breathed. Just then on the screen Johnny opened his seat, got out, went around the front of the car to open the door for Molly. She got out as he opened the back door for her. She slid in, he got in so they immediately went back to some frantic kissing. A minute later the two viewers watch his hand cup her breast as they kissed. Molly sighed. "Oh, dear," JM said softly. "Now why would she wear a dress to a date when they're going to be in a car?" FM whispered. "Because it's 1959 and girls wore dresses or a skirt and blouse on a date, silly. FM, sometimes I worry about you!" FM leaned over and kissed her quickly. Johnny's hand became suddenly busy unbuttoning the front of the dress. It came open. A fade out and in and the couple, still kissing had Molly in some white thing with thin shoulder straps and Johnny shirtless. "What's that she has on?" "It's a slip, stupid! Girls wore them under a dress. They had a half slip for under a skirt." On the screen the teen age couple continued to kiss franticly as clothes on each continue to peel away. Then the camera moved to a close up of Molly's bra with Johnny's fingers fumbling with the three hooks. "I'm not the only guy who has trouble with that," FM whispered. "I haven't had much practice." "I'm not going to put on a bra so you can take it off me. I'll get mom's dress dummy - she still sews. I'll put a bra on it and you can practice all you want." "Three hooks? Why? Yours only have one." "Better materials. And boys aren't as skillful." Behind them came a "SHHH!" As the screen showed the two about to actually have sex the screen faded to the next scene. As they left the theater, hand in hand, FM said, "I can't imagine wearing stuff like that. But that '57 Chevy. OH, yeah!!" "FM, I can't either. And they didn't even have the protection from pregnancy and disease those kids had. No reason for Molly to get pregnant, None." They got to the car and FM, out of character opened the car door for her. "Well. Maybe that movie is good for something, Thanks, FM." "Welcome, JM. Look. I have a quirky idea. Let's not go back to Jones right away. Let's go park! Go up to the place where we cut down the Christmas tree last year. Nice view from there, at least in the day time, " "Okay. I'll call Mom and let her know we'll be a bit late." "Good idea." With that the two drove away, out of town, off the highway, down a country road and then a dirt road to an overlook where they saw the city laid out below them. FM copied the movie as best they could, so he held the door open for JM, and then moved the seat back so she could get into the back. He followed her into the back where they soon began to, as the movie said, "make out." "You are going to need practice," she whispered as his inexperienced fingers fumbled with her single bra hook. "It's not like I have to do it every day!" FM said, exasperated as the hook finally came free. They both laughed, A few minutes later FM said, as he lowered his pants and shorts, "That '57 Chevy had more room in the back." "Yeah. Maybe we should just pull up our clothes and go home." ""Good idea." "Yeah," said as she reached for her panties. Suddenly two bright lights entered the car and the doors got yanked open. "POLICE. STAY WHERE YOU ARE." "NO!" JM cried. "Goddamn. It's a nigger boy and a white girl. Honey, that black sumbitch rape you?" "Oh, NO!! FM? We've been together since we were six. Maybe earlier. OH, please. we just saw that movie. We thought it fun before we went home, Let me call my mom., His mom." "You gonna call your mom and tell her you fuckin' some nigger stud?" the other officer said. "Both of you get out of the damn car." The two looked at each other and slowly got out, both trying to pull up their pants "Officer.." "Shut yo fucking mouth you black sumbitch. I got a hankerin' to shut you up with my cock," the first one said. JM began to do something she hardly ever did - cry. "Please. It was just a joke. Please, let us go. FM and I are... he's never done anything bad to me. Please." "Look. Let her go home. You want to go book me. Okay. Just let JM go. Please." "So. You have yourself a white `ho?" "Jenna Michelle is not a white `ho. She's a wonderful intelligent girl, number two in her class, active in all sorts of stuff. " The second officer reached out and backhanded FM, knocking him to his knees. "I'll take this guy. He's already ready. You do the bitch. The we'll swap," the older cop said, as he began to undo his uniform pants. "Okay. I see you're already for me. So just lie down and spread those legs, and let a white man clean out your pussy." "No!" "You want to see that nigger ripped apart before we do you?" BW sobbed a bit. "Anything to keep FM alive. Go ahead. Rape me." Thirty minutes later the two hugged each other as the police car left with lights flashing and siren bellowing. "FM. I'll drive. You get on the computer. Their car number is 1386, Record the time now, Guess how long we had to endure this shit. I'm going to Dixie General. They say they have a rape ward or something. Get that. Call Mom. Call your folks. Understand?" "Got it. Tablet on and I'm working. JM sped off down the dirt road, onto the county road and then to the highway to come to Dixie General with some serious brake squealing. Two orderlies came out. "Is there bleeding or trouble breathing? the young woman asked, looking for somebody older in the car. "No. We've both been raped. I want a rape kit at once. I want to identify the bastards who did this to us." "Wooh!" One of you go park your car and the other come to Emergency Admissions," JM pulled out her phone. "Mom. Where are you?" "On our way, dear. Be there in ten minutes. FM's mom is right behind us and his dad is ready to help electrically and be there tomorrow if necessary. I've called Dad. He's on his way." "Thanks, Mom." "You okay, Jenna Michelle?" "After a shower. I want a rape test first. Got those bastards' car number. " "Calm down dear. We're almost there." The emergency room showed mostly empty as first JM came in, followed by FM, then Councilwoman Paige Jefferson came in followed minutes later by LTC John Jefferson. JM sat on a chair, FM's arm around her and a bored looking LPN at the desk. Paige stormed up to the desk. "My daughter says she's been raped. I want her given the rape test now." "And you are?" "Your city councilwoman for this hospital. This is my father. He just happens to be on the Board of Directors of Dixie General. Where is the rape test?" "Uh, I'm not sure..." "Then, ma'am, find out now. Otherwise, I have Doctor Phillips private number," LTC Jefferson said. "This girl is my granddaughter. I don't take rape lightly." Ten minutes later JM sat in an OB-GYN exam chair as two techs took specimens then shipped them to the lab at once while JM got dressed. A quick consultation and they all went home. There JM showered, then FM joined her. While the warm water hit them, they hugged. JM cried again, not much. FM claimed later that water got into his eye. Midmorning the next day Grandpa Colonel showed up. "It took a bit. But here are the names of the two officers whose sperm's DNA rested in Jenna Michelle. I'm going first to the city attorney's office to get a warrant. Then to Chief Peterson." "I'm going with you, Dad," Paige said, "Of course." "Mom. Grampa, FM and I want to come to," JM said. "No," Paige said. Yes," Grampa said. "She and FM will be the kill. And I would so like to stake those two on ant hills." A half hour later the chief of police sat behind his desk with three adults and two teens before him. "I've been notified by the court you have filed a complaint. I've sent messages to the two officers to report to me when they go on duty at five. They're off duty right now. Now, I'd like to hear from the alleged victim, what happened. So, Miss Jefferson?" "Victims, sir. I'd think that being forced to perform fellatio on two adult males would be as much an act of rape as being vaginally penetrated as I was," FM said calmly. "You're perhaps correct, Miss Jefferson. So tell me what happened, Chief Peterson slowly. "FM and I went to town from Jones Lab to see the new movie, A SUMMER PLACE. Just as almost a joke I suggested that like the teens in the movie we go "park" and we knew of a place where that might work. So FM drove us there and we parked. Then two flashlight beams hit us at once and b both back doors got jerked open. We were told they were police - we really couldn't tell as the one beam was in my eyes and I assume in FM's too, as he put his arm up to shield his eyes. "Then one said something like 'It's a nigger boy and a white girl.' Then he asked me if the black SOB had raped me. I went off on him. I've been in love with FM since we were both six. I've never had another boy friend." "That's true, sir. JM and I have always loved each other," FM broke in. "I'll get to you in a moment. Go on," the chief said, pointing to FM. "They had us get out of the car. I asked if I could call Mom and the one asked if were going to tell my mom I was ... fucking a nigger stud. FM objected and he was threatened with making him perform fellatio and knocked down. "There were threats to kill him, to rip him apart. They agreed to rape each of us and then swap. One pushed me back into the car while the other attacked FM who was on his knees. When they finished they swapped. Then they laughed, told us to `have a nice night' and drove away. I saw and remembered their car number. We got dressed and started for the hospital as I called Mom." "Uh. Okay, Francis, what's your story?" "The same as JM's except I'm ashamed I couldn't protect her. What she didn't say is that both of them drew their gun at one point and then also took out their billy club. I don't think JM saw the one jab me hard in the gut with his club when the other backhanded me." "Sir, I don't understand why you referred to me as `Ms Jefferson," but were never polite to Mr. M'urk. By the way, he's not Francis, but Francwha." "Uh. Like I said, you come back at five when they report for duty." "WHAT?? You have two officers who these two say raped both of them and threatened lethal harm and you're going to let them sleep?" GrandpaColonel said. "We have submitted a complaint to the court, Chief," Paige said quietly. "However, I will go see the city attorney and call my lawyer." With that she turned and stalked out of the chief's office. The rest followed her. The group returned at five, This time with another man and a woman, both in business attire and both with notebooks. In addition, Mason Adams came, held by the arm by Paige. In addition, in his dress uniform Major Francois M'urk arrived in time on emergency leave as the last one in. He shook Mason's hand, hugged his son, and hugged and kissed Paige, the kiss as brotherly as a kiss could be. Paige, being on the city council, took the lead. "We're here, Chief Peterson. I think you know the city's deputy attorney, Ms. Earp, and my personal counselor, Mr. Buntline. Where are the officers involved?" "They will be here shortly Madam Adams. I am sure they can give a complete account of last night." Just then the two officers walked in, in uniform and armed. "Ah. Sergeant Bilko and Officer Pyle, we seem to have a slight problem here. Do you recognize these two teenagers. They say you encountered them up on Necker's Ridge last night." "Yes, chief. We were just in the area and stopped by as that's used as a drug drop and teen hang out at night for some years. You know about that," Sergeant Bilko said. "We saw a lone car up there and went to investigate. Turned out it was a teen couple. They were in the back seat and not fully dressed. They both had driver's licenses and turned out to be sixteen. The boy's name was Francis Murk, and the girl's name Jenna Jefferson. He was totally stoned. She wasn't, but had some based on her hostile attitude. But a records check showed they had no priors. We told the girl to drive her boyfriend home with a warning. Then we followed them until they were almost home." "Thank you Sergeant Bilko. Did they attack you in any way or be disrespectful?" "The girl didn't. But the black male said something like, `Leave us the fuck alone, Fascist warmongers.' " "HMM. I'm JM's mother. I'm asking these questions as her mother. You understand?" "And I'm her grandfather and a member of the Dixie Hospital board. I'm asking these questions in that capacity. I will start." "Excuse me. I'm the police chief and I'm asking my officers questions," "Go ahead Chief. Let me remind you who your audience is." JM smiled at that. "So, may I continue?" "No harm. Go ahead. Both these officers have several commendations," "Well, thank you. Sergeant Bilko and Officer Pyle are you aware that both of these teenagers have been checked with a rape test delivered in Dixie General and overseen by two medical doctors?" "Uh, no. Why would they?" "Because both tested positive. My granddaughter tested positive for the recent sperm of two distinct males in her vagina. Her boyfriend tested positive for sperm from two males on his chin and upper lip. We earlier had both of them given a drug test. Both tested negative. The car they were in has no trace of any drug that gives off smoke. "Chief. I'd like my daughter, the Councilwoman to continue." "I have word that the court sent an arrest warrant for Sgt Bilko and Officer Pyle at 1:30 this afternoon. Where is it?" "I haven't seen it." `It's almost 1800. This department got sent an arrest warrant for two serving police officers and they haven't been served yet? And they stand here armed and with badges?" Francois turned steel eyes on the chief. "You have any idea what I'd do if this happened in my battalion?" "I'm sure we can get to the bottom of this. But, Frank and Joe, I think I need to put you both on administrative leave as of now and ask for your weapon and your badge." Both started to protest. "No. Do it. Now." The two looked dagger eyes at the others but removed their side arm and their badge, putting them on the chief's desk. "Thank you, Chief, " Ms Earp said. "This is not professional advice, but I'd suggest you conduct a good internal review. Good afternoon." Later that night JM and FM lay in bed after bed check, all lights out, but looking at each other from the light through their room window. "FM. I so want to make love with you. I've showered three times. I've used a stall with the head on a flexible hose to clean me out. But I still feel nasty. How can you want to touch me?" "Maybe because I feel the same way. I've brushed my teeth five times today and used mouth wash four. I want you so much, but, would you kiss me now?" "Of course. This can't let us be defeated." With that she drew closer and kissed him. At first he seemed to shy away, but then, his arms encircled her, drawing them together as they kissed. "Francoise Mason. Will you make love to me?" "No, Jenna Michelle, I will make love with us. This must not ruin our lives." Her hand sought his to place on her pussy. "Yes," she said. "Yes, my love." Six months later JM sat in the witness chair, conservatively dressed in a green skirt that broke two inches below the knee and a white blouse under a green sweater. She had been sworn and looked at the two officers' defense attorney who looked at her. "Ms Jefferson, how old are you?" "I'm sixteen." "You go to Jones Lab School as a boarding student?" "I do," "Who is your room mate?" "Objection. Question is irrelevant." "Your Honor, I am trying to establish a pattern." "Objection denied. Please answer the question, Ms Jefferson." "My room mate is FM M'urk." "Is this FM M'urk male or female?" "Objection. We are trying two men for the rape of this young lady, not her room mate." "Sustained." "When SGT Bilko and Officer Pyle came to the car that you and FM M'urk were in, what were you doing?" "I guess you would say we were making out. I think you know what that means. My mom does." "I guess so. Have you made out with any other boys other than Mr. M'urk?" "OBJECTION! This case is about whether two adult sworn officers raped my client or whether they didn't. What Ms. Jefferson may or may not have done is not germaine to that question. "Sustained." "I know this is a graphic question, Ms. Jefferson, but why do you think either of these two officers raped you?" "Well, the first one, the younger one, Officer Pyle, pushed me back into FM's car's back seat, forced himself between my legs which he spread apart, pulled down his pants and forced his penis into my vagina until he ejaculated. The second, SGT Bilko did the same. In the meantime, they forced FM to perform fellatio on them on the threat of killing me." "That is your memory. Were you a bit high on a drug?"
 "On my fourteenth birthday my parents gave me about a half glass of some sparkling wine. That's it for me. I'm waiting for when FM and I get married. I've never been high on a drug." "No further questions." JM smiled at that. She didn't smile at some reporter questions as she left the courtroom. One asked, "Are you naked in that school?" JM looked at him and said, "I don't shower with my clothes on." The two officers elected to be tried together. The jury argued for 36 hours over three days until they announced a verdict. "How stands the jury?" "We have come to a verdict, your Honor." "How stand you for each defendant?" "In the case of rape in the first degree, we find each guilty. In the case of carnal knowledge of a child under eighteen, we find each guilty. In the case of crimes against nature, we find the defendants not guilty." The court room erupted. JM and FM threw their arms around each other. Dear Reader, When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party "... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read "... ranging from a bald, flat one who looked 11 . . ." Feel free to point out other errors. If I were to ever find a paper publisher, such errors will be corrected. Thanks. If you liked this part of "Francois" or any of the other Paige-Mason-Jenna stories, please consider a donation to Nifty. Comments, pro or con to the author are always appreciated Johnny and Molly red and white '57 Chevy Bel Air four door