In the aftermath of the sensational story, the lives of those involved were deeply affected.
As a result of the questioning by the police, Shannon's father and uncle were arrested, and ultimately convicted of incest and rape. Shannon was now free of them, living with a very sweet and loving aunt, and her schoolwork improved dramatically. She became one of the most popular girls in school and had her pick of boys. However, she continued to prefer to be with older men. Eventually, she fell in love with one of her College Professors, who divorced his wife, married Shannon, and died a year later of a heart attack while in coitus with his beautiful blonde wife.
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Jane struggled for months emotionally, finally entering long-term therapy. Five years later, her therapist introduced her to loving, pleasurable sex, and she married the older man a year later. They moved to California and had four children.
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After investigation, the authorities suspected Tom Liston was guilty of the murder of the Janitor, Rick Stepfield. But with his death, there was no further investigation.
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Jane's parents sued the church and won a multi-million dollar award from the insurance company. They eventually divorced.
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Two months later, things had quieted down somewhat. Becky Angel had been interviewed but hadn't mentioned anything about her sexual encounters with Tom or Rick. She had acted dumb and had been terrified she'd be caught, but time had eased her fears and she had begun relaxing, getting back into her school activities. Her body had healed from the vicious fucking of her asshole. She found herself thinking often of sex, regretting that Rick was gone. And when she would masturbate, she had begun to tickle and tease her little asshole, gently worming a finger inside. It gave her a nasty, but very sexy feeling.
During the last class of the day, a runner had brought a note to her classroom. She nervously unfolded it. It was a phone message. Reverend Stevens, the Senior Minister of her church, had called and asked her to stop by his office after school. Becky's heart leaped to her throat! Had Rev. Stevens found out something? Were her parents going to be there when she got to his office? Maybe the police will be there.
Becky made herself sick imagining the worst-case scenario during her last class. With a heavy and terrified heart, she made her way to the church building. She quietly made her way to Rev. Stevens's office. The building was quiet. She knocked on his office door.
The door opened and Reverend Stevens smiled at her. "Hello Becky, I'm so glad you were able to stop by. Come on in!"
Becky had only been in this office once before when she and her family joined the church and had been officially welcomed. It was a very nice, large office, with thick carpeting and recessed lighting. Instead of sitting at his desk, Rev. Stevens took Becky's hand and led her over to a beautiful couch. He sat down beside her and took her hands in his.
"Becky, I wanted to talk to you about something. Something very private. And before you say anything, I want you to know that NOTHING you say will leave this room. Do you understand?"
Rev. Stevens was old, maybe 40 or even older, but he had a nice smile. Hearing him say that he wouldn't tell anyone anything made her feel so much better. She smiled shyly at him, her huge green eyes looking into his wise brown eyes.
"Becky, when Tom was killed...well, in light of his activities, I felt I needed to find out as much as possible. Now, normally whenever anyone visits with my staff, Darlene our receptionist, logs who it was and who they were seeing. I checked the logs and during the weeks leading up to Tom's death, you came to see him quite often. Almost every other day. Can you tell me why you saw him so often?"
Rev. Stevens was smiling gently, and Becky really wanted to confess to him. But she was so afraid. Lowering her head, she shook her head "No", then whispered, "I-I just had to...to talk about stuff with him," she whispered, her face reddening as she lied to the Reverend.
"Becky...I happen to know that more went on between you besides...talking." Rev Stevens said to her, not unkindly. "For instance, would you like to tell me what happened in the crash room?"
Becky looked at Rev Stevens, her eyes wide open in shock. How did he know? Her mind was racing. What did he know? Could she lie her way out of this?
Her face was pale as she stared at the older man. Whispering, she said, "H-How did you k-know?"
Smiling, he said "I have my sources, Becky. Now, I'm aware that you had a sexual encounter with Rev. Liston and...and with our deceased janitor!"
Becky was dizzy. He knew it! Somehow Rev. Stevens knew what had happened.
"Becky, I just want to hear your side of the story. Again, what you tell me will be a secret. It won't leave this room."
Tears formed in Becky's eyes, and Rev. Stevens tenderly pulled her into his arms as she sobbed for several minutes. And then, in a halting voice, she began telling how Tom had found her diary and blackmailed her with it. She didn't tell Rev Stevens what she had written, only that it was very private.
She told Rev Stevens how Tom had taken her to the crash room and confronted her, threatening to tell her parents about her diary. Without anyone to challenge her, she told Rev Stevens that he had told her he'd ruin her if she didn't give in to his demands. She embellished her resistance, telling him she struggled against him, telling him "no", but that he was too strong.
She told him how Tom had undressed her and then began "having sex" with her.
As she remembered the experience, she felt her nipples swelling and a moistness growing between her legs. Rev Stevens had his arms around her as she told the story, and she enjoyed his strength even as she recognized that she was turning herself on.
