Molly frowned as the deputies escorted her inside. Still nearly nude, she hurried up to her bedroom. Crouched over, her thong-framed ass further exposed even as she tried to hide her heaving breasts, she tried to close the door behind her. Of course, that wasn't allowed. "Come on, guys. Can't I have a little privacy? I've been punished enough already. Can't the rest wait for the trial, at least?"

Realizing it was useless, she did in fact put on a long nightgown. It wasn't as much protection as she'd hoped. She had to pull it up a little when she used the bathroom, showing her thighs and hint of her rounded bottom pressed against the cold porcelain. The men watching her could see her tense beneath her gown as she shat, could see her face squinch slightly as she forced it out, and then they could watch her wriggle as she wiped herself. No gown could keep it from being intimate. Her gown likewise had to be pulled up showing a good deal of flesh in order to do even a poor job of scrubbing herself. She was nervous, dirty and humiliated by the time she crawled into her bed to try and get some sleep. She set the alarm for ten.

Molly's house was full of evidence. They were a great number of sceptical,snobby or brainy books around the house. She had Mr. Mallone's number. She had a loaded liquor cabinet. Her house was poorly kept. She had a lot of skimpy clothes. The things the men could examine while Molly slept just kept driving nails into her coffin.

The next morning, Molly woke up when the alarm went off. She took a real shower, unwilling to endure the rag again and willing to put up with the deputies watching. They could see her perfect body beneath the hot water, how she scrubbed every inch of her exhausted, soft skin. She dressed in an ankle-length black skirt, a white blouse, a black jacket and black pumps. She wore dark stockings. She applied her make-up, brushed her teeth, had a small breakfast and headed towards her car. She turned towards the deputies and forced a smile. "So do you need to get in or are you going to just follow me?"