It wasn't the smart thing to do, but Stan couldn't help it. His childhood dreams had been crushed and this apathetic airhead had the audacity to think she deserved his thanks? He couldn't stop himself. He saw red.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!"
Paris Dunn paused in her seat, blinking at him in confusion behind her wide brim glasses.
"This entire trial you didn't do a goddamn thing to help me! A rock would've been a better defender than you! Is that how you graduated law school? By having a rock take your tests for you? Because it would've done better! First you crush me with your big, fat rack, then you nearly do it again and god only knows what would've happened to me then, because you didn't move an inch until it was time to give a verdict! And you just spent the entire trial just texting and popping your gum over and over again, it's a miracle you didn't burst my friggin eardrums! I was out there doing everything I could to save myself while you fell asleep for fuck's sake! It's a miracle I wasn't found guilty, and the only reason I wasn't was because I defended myself! Me! Not you, ME! And even after I was found innocent, I still lost my job, which sucks because, unlike you, I give a shit about my work! And I lost it all because I was saddled with the stupidest, most useless lawyer who ever existed!"
Stan's chest was rising and falling from his tirade. Man that felt good to get off his chest. At least... for a few seconds, it did. But then the rush of endorphins petered out and he was left standing on a desk with a very large woman looking him dead in the eye without saying a word. Her phone kept beeping from texts coming in but she ignored them. For over a minute, she just looked at him and chewed her gum. She blew a bubble and it popped.
Stan cleared his throat, feeling awkward. "Maybe I was too harsh--"
Paris Dunn swiped Stan off the table with one hand, moved her hand under the table, and squeezed hard, rendering him into a putty-like substance in her fist. She'd waited for this moment. Judge McIntosh had already left along with the jurors and bailiff. Practically everyone was gone and those who weren't hadn't been looking at her or her client.
So no one was going to get in the way of the punishment she had planned for this tiny's rudeness.
What does Paris do?
1) Paris takes out her old gum and makes Stan her new gum for the rest of the day.
2) Paris shoves Stan into her cleavage, goes to the bathroom, then molds him to the inside of her bra.
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