I kiss Daddy and Lexi goodnight, and they enter the master bedroom while I go into my room. Climbing into bed wearing only panties, I plug in my phone and play on it for a little while. Then I practice meditation and go to sleep. No bad dreams.
Monday starts another week at school. I wake up, have breakfast with Daddy and Lexi, then get dressed and head out. Lexi and I meet up with the girls for our usual morning chat. Hazel is looking especially out of it today. We ask what’s wrong, and she just waves us off.
I walk by David in the hall, and he still looks terrified, which makes me happy. Stephanie looks a little better, and even waves and smiles at me when we walk past each other. Kelsey still seems to be in shock. She really shouldn’t be coming to school. Especially not with one of her rapists still roaming the halls.
During lunch, Hazel actually steps away to make a phone call. We’re starting to really get worried about her, but we can’t make her tell us what’s going on. After lunch, I go to my afternoon classes. Then Lexi and I drive home after school. We do our homework in the main living room until Daddy gets home.
“I’m home!” Daddy announces as he walks into the main living room.
“Hey, Baby!” Lexi chirps.
“Hi, Daddy!” I exclaim.
Lexi and I put away our books and make our way to the dining room. It’s time for dinner. The three of us serve ourselves and dig in. We chat about our days. Daddy tells us that Stacey is still being distant, and we tell him that we’re worried about Hazel. Lexi also mentions that Kyle is texting her occasionally. He’s apparently very happy that Lexi’s rapist is in jail.
“I spoke with the PI today.” Daddy says.
“Oh? How did that go?” Lexi asks.
“Very well.” he smiles. “Keith was granted bail, but is unable to post. He’s staying in jail for now.”
“That’s great!” I shout happily.
“His parents didn’t put up their house or something?” Lexi wonders.
“Nope.” Daddy shakes his head. “According to Jason, they’re sick of his shit, so they’re letting him rot in jail.”
“That’s great!” Lexi squeals.
“What about the rape case?” I ask.
“Well, it looks like it’s possible that multiple people will be charged.” Daddy answers. “They’re still investigating though.”
“So not just David and Keith?” Lexi wonders.
“Correct.” he says. “They say the other guys should have known the girls weren’t consenting. It’s rape. On all counts.”
“Good.” I nod weakly.
“You okay, Kayla?” Daddy asks.
“Yeah.” I sigh. “Yeah, I’m okay.”
“We’re here for you.” Lexi reminds me.
“I know, thank you.” I smile weakly.
After dinner, we relax and watch television while snuggling. During the second movie, I get a craving for cum. I pull out Daddy’s cock and bob my head on him until he shoots his hot load down my throat. Then we go right back to watching TV.
That night, Daddy and Lexi retire to the master bedroom, probably to fuck. I can tell Lexi is getting really horny. I go to my bedroom and strip down to my panties. Collapsing on the bed, I’m asleep within a few seconds.
I wake up Tuesday morning, happy and refreshed. I have my usual breakfast with Daddy and Lexi before she and I head to school. During the morning chat with the girls, Hazel looks like she’s gonna throw up. She says she thinks she’s getting sick. We suggest she go home, but she just shakes her head.
I worry about Hazel all through homeroom. Hopefully, it’s just a persistent bug. Hazel will probably have to go to the doctor if it doesn’t go away soon. During my first class of the day, I get a text from Daddy.
Daddy: I just got called in for a meeting at your school.
Kayla: What? Why!
Daddy: The police want to talk to you. They’re sending a detective.
Kayla: It’s about those pictures, isn’t it?
Daddy: Probably. They are gonna pull you out of class in the afternoon.
Kayla: Oh, my God!
Daddy: I already called my attorney. We’ll be there with you.
Daddy: You’re eighteen, so it’s a good thing they even called me. Probably just a courtesy.
Kayla; I’m scared.
Daddy: I know. I’m sorry, Honey. I’m here for you.
Kayla: I love you, Daddy.
Daddy: I love you, too.
Lexi and I text about the meeting, and we’re both worried. I also tell the girls in the group chat, so that they know. We can’t talk about it at lunch, not with Ian, Josh, and Shawn. They’re my friends, too, but I’m not ready to share things like this with them.
During my second class after lunch, the intercom goes off and I’m called to the Dean’s office. I stare down at my feet as I head through my classroom door and start the long walk. I knock on the door and the Dean calls me inside.
I notice that, in addition to the Dean, there are three other people in the room. One is Daddy, who is wearing his usual work suit. The second is a female detective. The third is a man I’ve only met a couple of times, Daddy’s attorney, Paul Jacobs. He isn’t a criminal defense lawyer, but he’s really good, so I’m sure he can handle this.
“Hello, Kayla.” the Dean says. “Please, have a seat.”
Taking a seat between Daddy and Mr. Jacobs, I fidget nervously with my hands as I look between the detective and the Dean. Daddy glances over at me and smiles reassuringly. Mr. Jacobs gives me a nod as well.
“Good afternoon, Kayla.” the detective says. She’s actually really pretty, with a kind face and short brown hair. “I’m Detective McLorn. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you, too.” I reply politely.
“Now, you’re not in any trouble, we just want to have a chat with you. My partner is in the other room with one of your classmates.” the detective says.
“Is that classmate Alexis Davis?” Daddy asks, suddenly speaking up.
“Why do you ask?” Detective McLorn wonders.
“My client is asking, because I represent Ms. Davis as well.” Mr. Jacobs says.
“You do?” the detective asks in confusion. “We called Ms. Davis’ parents, but they refused to come down. Since she’s eighteen, and an adult, we assumed she was on her own.”
“She lives with us.” I say, suddenly speaking up.
“Her driver’s license does reflect the change in address as well.” Mr. Jacobs adds.
“The school is aware of the inappropriate relationship you have with Ms. Davis, Sir.” the Dean coldly says. “We tried to file charges against you, but were told there is nothing we can do.”
“I was unaware of this.” Detective McLorn says. “Nothing was in the system, and it was never reported directly to me. Since Ms. Davis is eighteen, it is legal.”
“That is correct.” Mr. Jacobs says. “My client is doing nothing illegal. Ms. Davis is eighteen, and free to be in a relationship with whichever consenting adult she chooses.”
“That doesn’t make it okay!” the Dean snarls.
“It makes the situation legal. So that makes it none of your concern.” Mr. Jacobs firmly insists.
“Unfortunately, while the relationship is legal, you and Ms. Davis are not married. We were not required to notify you.” Detective McLorn adds.
“That’s true, however, my client is perfectly within his rights to pay for Ms. Davis’ legal representation, if he so chooses.” Mr. Jacobs reminds the detective. “I must insist you suspend questioning her until I can be present.”
“Very well.” the detective acquiesces. “I’ll inform my partner.”
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