What follows is a continuation with the characters of the story The Trial Of Brian McDermott"
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LoginAs always this author does not condone violence of anytype towards women. Harassment, assault and rape are all crimes that neither society nor human nature approves off . If you can't understand the difference between reality and words formatted into what resembles a fictional story then seek professional help.
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December 23RD,2027
The interior atmosphere of the dimly lit hospital room is only disturbed by the sound of the oxygen machine and the sound of a heart monitor beeping. All else is quiet as I lay there a bullet indenting the left aorta, thinking back to how I came to be like this. With a pen and pad I sit about to write my latest story. At one time I was Brian McDermott, loyal son of Glen McDermott, loving son of Marjorie Del Somme-McDermott, until my arrest and conviction for a trumped up rape charge netted me 20 years in the federal prison of Millhaven. But thanks to the prison’s padre I’ve become a changed person so in my eleventh year I earned my parole. I credit that to my becoming an ordained minister.
All around me thought I had seen the light when I started serious studies of Theology while in Millhaven. Oh I’ve seen a light, a light that would lead me to an early parole and a chance to get back to the sweetest pussy I ever fucked in my life- back to Maria Crompton. Ever since the day i fucke up abd blurted out that fucking confession in the that asshole’s courtroom All I’ve thought about was getting out and taking that little bitch once more.
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My mind returns to, November 24 2027, finds me standing at the main gate, what pases for my belonging in a cardboard box waiting for Reverend Millerton of the Dixie Presbyterian Church to come and collect me. The guard beside me “Bet you can hardly wait to be out of here right McDermott?”
“That Reverend McDermott to you my son!” as a grey minivan comes to the gate, stopping as a man dressed in a black shirt, black pants and a white collar get’s out “Ah reverend McDermott how good this day must feel to you!” The buzzer sounds and the electronic gate swing open. Picking up my box, making to leave
“Farewell my son, know that the lord will be asked to watch out for you and all here in Millhaven when I pray tonight!” Holding out my hand to him, he shakes it then I officially leave a changed freeman. Walking with Reverend Millerton to the minivan, placing my boxed possessions on the backseat before joining him in the front. The drive to my new home in Mississauga is one of silent contemplation as I begin to seriously plot how I was going to get Maria back to where I could fuck her once more.
Pulling into the driveway of 3065 Cawthra Rd pulling up to the side building “Well Reverend McDermott welcome to your new home!” Looking around I see not a whole lot has changed since I use to drive all over this part of the city in my old Chevy Camaro.
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I drop the pen as a coughing fit takes control of me. A cute little Filipina nurse ironically named Blessica, comes in to check on me.
“Reverend McDermott how are you feeling?” as she raises the head portion of the bed so she can take my temperature and blood pressure for the thousandth time since i came out of surgery earlier this morning. Writing the results down then leaving me as quietly as she came.Feeling around for the pen, finding it I pick it back up to start writing once more
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Settling into my new room over the mini daycare centre, I wait for the Senior Reverend to come to talk to me about my new responsibilities within the church. Half an hour later he finally shows apologizing for be so long with Mrs Hildergaard. No sooner has he sat down that he explains he wants me to help with the youth ministry but to downplay the going to jail for rape part.
“Pardon me Reverend but if the parents find out, won’t there be a major backlash?” he tells me not to worry that he’ll handle the outrage if it occurs. Passing me what the prior person who hed my new position had planned, he get’s up and leaves saying he is looking forward to seeing what I have planned.
Great the first youth night is two days away and I have to go into it basically ignorant. I have no knowledge of this generation’s youth or what they consider is the church’s role in their life is. That’s when I come up with my first good idea, just sit with then talking about the church and them. With that figured out I grab my jacket and go for a walk in my new old community.
It a beautiful sunny day outside, starting to walk north on Cawthra, Without thinking about where i was going I find myself outside of Applewood Secondary school on open house night from 7 to 9 pm, the electronic sign says all future and past students welcome. Well well well, my old school would be an ideal place to start my finding of Crompton! Looking to my watch, 1:38 pm, little over five hours to go.
Setting off once more again with no thoughts of where I going in my mind, before long I’m outside the one time residence of the Crompton’s , just standing there staring as the memories of the night that started flooding back of when I was last in that house. Like I was entranced, I failed to notice the front door open and a woman step out “Sir! Are you alright?”
That grating voice bring me back to the present, I ‘m looking at the bitch herself. Eleven years older, fatter than my memories remembered but like in the olden days, instant dislike. Not trusting her memory I just nod my head and start to walk away when the door opens and her eldest daughter Mary, fuck will my luck hold out and will I catch a glimpse of the older version of my dream fuck?
From their porch I can see then watching me as I walk away, finally turning around and going back inside. Deciding to go back to the church before someone does recognizes me . Arriving I tour the church and the attached daycare center before going to the kitchen to see if I’m needed or can help. My time at Millhaven was so regimented that I became dependant on the guards and bells to tell me what I was supposed to be doing 24/7.
Seven P.m. arrives and I’m in the gymnasium along with other former and future students listening to the current principal talk about the illustrious history of the school, noticing how fast she skipped over the infamous students before ending her speech by telling us to enjoy the presentations that currents students have to offer in various room of the school. In all the time there, I never see or hear about Maria Crompton nor her mother or sister Mary. Leaving a little before ten i return to the church.
Unused to having freedom, I spend most of the next two days wandering around the immediate neighbourhood and with Reverend Millerton checking in on bed ridden members of the church. Finally my big debut night arrives and the church hall is pleasantly packed with the faces of the youth from the community
Reverend Millerton introduces me to the assembled group and i decide to start like we were all long lost friend. Before long the conversation is flowing like water from a tap, they seem very happy with me and Me, them. As the time draws near to call it a night, that’s when I catch my first glimpse of her. Suddenly becoming tongue tied, I rush out of the hall pretending I need a drink of water. Coming back inside in time to hear "Aunt Maria you should meet Reverend McDermott!”
“Not now Carly, grandma got some bad news today and she wants all of us home where she says it’s safest to be.” The past eleven years has done much to change her, a little more roundness to her face, maybe a second chin but in his eyes still a cream dream to him. As they walk out the door , making way for Reverend Millerton to come in he hears her comment “Maybe you can convince grandma to invite Reverend Millerton and the new reverend over for dinner one night!”
So that no one could here ‘I’d be there in a heartbeat with something special for everyone!’
To be Continued
