37 comments/ 72854 views/ 63 favorites Defending the Enemy By: psychobrattylove Margery Downing had just arrived at station 2112 to review her next case as public defender she became accustomed to dealing with a high volume case load and at the spur of the moment she could be given any case at any moment but little did Margie know how this next case would effect the rest of her life. The pretty attorney sipped coffee while Detective Sidney Daniels filled her in on the details on her next client. "Looks like you have you're going have your hands full this one, he's got record as thick as the yellow pages ,he won't speak with out an attorney present!" Margie glances over the his record "This one is priceless Detective!" Margie shakes her head reading on . "Let's see he's apart of the white power movement, arrested in 2000 for attempted arson on a synagogue, arrested for assault on black teenage girl with a beer bottle and the list goes on and on." Margie says thumbing through the pages of the defendants record. "To whom do I owe the honors for setting me up with this one?" She sighs. "You're the only available Margie, had no control over it!" "Hey, c'mon you're a tough gal, you can handle it!" He pats and rubs her shoulder. "Thanks for the vote of confidence Sid!" Margery prepares for the worse, smoothing her hands across the lapels of her charcoal gray suit jacket that hugged tightly over her 42D's. Ever since she was a little girl in pigtails Margie exuded confidence. Several times Margie had been singled out to fail, from being the only chubby black girl in ballet, to the being the only plus size model signed on at a famous agency, each every time she rose to the occasion putting her toughest critics to shame. For the first time Margie stood at the door of the interview room, nervous and unsure of herself. She wipes her fore head free of perspiration, her golden honey skin felt clammy as if she were coming down with a fever, she bites nervously at pouty red wine lips and slowly extends her hand with French manicure tips to turn the door knob. She slowly opens the door peeks in to see a handsome white man sitting in a folded chair crossing his arms and grimacing, his intense blue eyes dart in the direction of the door, his slightly tan skin flashed red as he watched Margie slowly walk in. He stares coldly into her eyes sending chills up and down Margie's spine. The hairs of his pale blonde goatee seem to stand at attention ,his square jaw tightens as he is overcome with anger and disgust at the sight of the pretty brown and voluptuous lawyer . "Collier Thatcher, Det. Daniels said you have requested an attorney, I'm Margery Downing I've been assigned to your case." Margie extends her hand to shake his. Collier rolls his eyes and releases his clenched jaw to a smirk. He chuckles and says, "You got to be kidding me, a nigger attorney?" "I think you made a mistake this not the line for welfare!" Unfazed by his insults, the confidence she had since was a young girl quickly returns. Margie boldly takes a seat in front of him. "Are you aware of the charges against you Mr. Thatcher?" "Yeah they think I killed that spic Congressman Reves ."If I killed I'd make sure everyone would know, it's one less cockroach that needs to be stomped!" Collier answers with a venomous hateful reply . "Well it doesn't look to good for you ,Thatcher , you stated that at the time of the murder you were at the movies with your girlfriend, seems like you alibi didn't check out, your girlfriend says she was out of town with friends and we have several eye witnesses that identify you confronting Reves that evening! "I ‘ve seen tougher cases to prove with more evidence against the defendant, along as we can prove reasonable doubt we have good chance for acquittal!" Margie exclaims trying to look poised and professional. "Wow a black bitch that can read?" Collier smirks . "Yes are you jealous?" Margie retorts. "No surprised, but I guess you can teach a monkey to do tricks!" Margie marveled and wondered what could have inspired such a beautiful man to have such a ugly and hate filled heart. "If you're looking for someone to be intimidate by you being some sorta Nazi, you're definitely looking in the wrong place!" "First of I'm not a Nazi!" "I'm just proud of my white heritage, unlike most of these limp dick so - called white men, I'm not afraid to show it!" "Second I wanna another attorney, a real one, a white one!" "DETECTIVE!" Collier shouts. Detective Daniels enters the room. "What is it now Thatcher?" "Want my phone call!" "Once WA hears about me being represented by a nigger, they'll send one of our lawyers down quick and in a hurry!" "WA huh?" The skeptical Detective questions Coulier. "Yeah the epitome of white pride!" Collier answers with his signature smirk. "Well buddy boy you might wanna read today's paper!" Det. Daniel places the local paper on the table in front of Collier. "Seems like White Alliance is denying you had any affiliation with the group, I'm afraid you're on your own buddy boy!" Collier's jaw drops in disbelief. "Lies, made up by the liberal Jew media!" "I want my phone call now!!!!" "C'mon Thatcher make my job easier and do yourself some justice too, with a confession the judge is bound to give you a lighter sentence!" "I want my fucking phone call, it's my right!" "Have it your way, Thatcher!" Detective Daniels places the phone in front of Collier and quickly leaves the room while Margie stares at Thatcher with curiosity. "WA, Brad Baker's office how my I direct your call?" A woman's voice answers. "Gina, this is Cole, I need to speak Brad!" "Okay, one moment Cole I'll put you through!" "Brad Baker speaking how can I help you?" "Sir it's Cole!" Brad interrupts Collier before he can finish his sentence. "Yes, I've been expecting your call son." "Look the group had a meeting upon hearing about the murder, seeing that your not officially documented as being a member of WA, I regret there's nothing we can do for you." "But I came every last one of the meetings since I was twelve!" "And all the recruits I found at school, I brought in and trained 76 willing soldiers, for you!" "And you're telling me you can't help me because of some bullshit paper work?" Collier confused and exasperated pleads with the WA Leader. "The group appreciates all the hard work you done , but without a official membership, my hands are tied, sorry son!" Collier still in shock makes a final plea. "But what about Grace Sir, your daughter, my girlfriend?" "Leave her out of this!" "What ever went on between you two is not official WA business!" "Look I got the Feds breathing down my neck, scrutinizing every move I make and every shit I take, I'm not about to sacrifice all we're doing for white pride on a fuck up like you!" Collier is left the sound of the dial tone in his ear. He slams the receiver down throwing the phone against the wall. "Fuck!" He screams in frustration. He put his hands on his head wanting to cry but way too proud for that, especially in front a nigger. Margie interrupts Collier's ranting to reason with him. "Look you don't like me, in fact you hate me, I don't like you either!" "Lets put our personal feelings aside, so I can do my job of defending you!" "On one condition, no more racist remarks against me or any one else for that matter in my presence!" "I may have to represent you by law but I don't have to give you a good representation." "Push my buttons one more time and I'm falling asleep in court!" Collier pauses to think about Margie's offer, he realizes the presence of black attorney defending him might win favor with a jury. "So do we have a deal?" Margie extends her hand once more. A reluctant Collier shakes her hand and nods in agreement. "Besides your looking at one of Maryland's finest attorneys, I graduated second among the top ten in my class and I have 89% success rate ,plus I love a challenge!" "Who the first to graduate from your class a white man … right?" Collier asks. "No actually an Asian woman named Sunny A. Walker, I believe you seen her commercials on TV!" "She runs the biggest law firm in Maryland!" "Well she's not white, so the name doesn't ring a bell?" Collier shrugs his shoulders. "Well of course!" Margie smiles. Margie stands to take off her jacket Collier eyes scans her entire body, her honey brown cleavage slightly peeked out of her low cut white blouse. Margie bends over to pick up a pen that had fallen to the floor giving him a direct view of her full backside making Collier's cock jump at the sight of her luscious ass stretching the fabric of her skirt. Collier hated blacks from the core of his being or anyone that wasn't white but for a long time he secretly lusted for black women . In the privacy of his own home he would often jerk off to porn via the internet featuring black women being impaled by huge white cocks. Afterwards he would feel so ashamed that he would leave racist comments berating the women, their bodies and the men that were with them. His lust for black pussy became too strong for him to fight, he even contemplated hiring a black prostitute. As a result of the guilt he felt for his sexual attraction to black women, Collier further emerced himself into his activities with WA, becoming the groups' most dedicated rising star. Collier's good looks and charisma lead many young people to join WA something the group desperately needed. Collier's work with WA kept his mind distracted from his secret desire but the moment he observed Margie's thick and curvy body the feelings all came rushing back. "First thing we have do is get passed this bail hearing, do you have any one that can loan you the money for bail?" Margie asked he awakening from his day dream. "Just my sister Candice." "Give her a call!" Margie hands Collier her cell phone. Candice answer with a shaky voice from crying. "Hello?" "Candy it's Cole!" "Cole I've been worried sick , what's happening?" "I've been hearing all this stuff on the news, Momma keeps calling from the hospital , she's frantic!" "Tell Momma everything will be find , I got an attorney, she's gonna handle things!" Collier reassures his sister . "I may need the money from the house for bail?" Collier asks. "No Cole, that's only thing we have left after paying for Momma's medical bills!" "Please Candy, you gotta believe me, all of this shit they accused me of…I didn't do it sis!" Candace silently debates in her mind ,she truly believed her brother but she was scared of risking the only thing the family owns , her mothers home. "Alright Cole, but please, down let us down again!" "Thanks Candy, never again!" Collier proclaims determine not hurt them as he done before . Collier hangs up the phone ."My sister can help me out, now what?" "Now we have to convince the judge you not a flight risk!" "I over your heard you have a elderly Mother in the hospital?" "Yeah what's it to you?" Collier eyes become fixated on Margie's mouth , he tries to concentrate yet thoughts of Margie wrapping her full ruby lips around his throbbing cock invade his mind. "Does she depend on you financially?" "Yeah I take care of my mom." "Don't have a steady job, did a couple of construction jobs, fixed a couple computers for the members but for the most part Brad and group took care of everything else!" "As long I kept bringing in members, mostly women or girls, my bills were taken care of!" " Why mostly women or girls?" Margie questions. "Well there's a lot more male members … it's strategic!" "Ah I see, bring in the girls and the guys are soon to follow?" "They meet , pair off and keep the white race pure and heavily populated!" Margie added. "Sounds like Eugenics, Thatcher." Collier leans back in his chair folds his arm and nods his head yes, reluctant to give any more information to the nosy attorney. "What‘s this all about anyway?" Collier asks. " Just need any information, that can help keep you out of jail, Thatcher!" "Something your leader said just doesn't sit right with me?" Margie noted. "What ‘s that?" Collier asked curious to find out what Margie was insinuating. "Well, he said WA couldn‘t help you because of missing paperwork, right?" "Yeah so?" Collier answers. "It's seems kinda odd to make a decision about not offering you legal assistance so quickly, you only been in custody for 8 hours!" Still in denial about Brad Baker and WA virtually turning their backs on him, Collier becomes defensive, snapping at Margie. "Just what are you getting at you black skinned ….. "Margery… The name's Margery, Thatcher!" "Do you have any enemies besides the obvious?" "Looks like someone you know might be trying to frame you!" "All WA men are loyal, that's what white brotherhood is all about!" Collier boast. "Right Thatcher, but where was that loyalty when you needed legal assistance?" Margie retorts. Collier becomes consumed with anger, he immediately leaps up in a rage throws the table on it's side and grabs the terrified and shocked attorney by her blouse. "Don't you go accusing WA of nothing , those men saved my life!" Margie struggles to break free from his grasp. "Get your hands off of me, Thatcher!" Margie shouts. Detective Daniels burst into the room followed by two other officers. Daniels shoves Thatcher knocking him off balance causing to stumble to the ground, he continues to thrash around while the two officers fight restrain and cuff him. "Relax Thatcher , don't get your panties in a bunch!" Daniels takes Margie out of the room to talk with her , about the incident. "Are you alright Gal?" asks the concerned Detective. Margie nods. "Look dear, your lip is bleeding!" The remorseful detective pulls out handkerchief from his suit pocket and gently wipes the blood away. Detective Daniel always had romantic feelings for Margery but he felt too old and too married to ever pursue her. "Thanks Sid or should I say Sir Galahad?" "I guess chivalry is not dead?" "Don't thank me Margie, I shouldn't have left you alone with that animal!" "There's gotta be some way of getting you out of this dear!" "Not unless he fires me, besides I don't want to Sid, there's something more to the case, bigger than Thatcher!" "You mean White Alliance?" Daniels asks. "Exactly, I just need more time with Thatcher, something tells me he knows more than he lets on!" Detective Daniels looks into Margie's eyes with uncertainty "I'll be fine Sid!" "I'm a tough girl remember?" Margie caresses Sidney's face and creeps back into interview room. Margie enters the room, to see Collier subdued. His hair was mussed, he was cover in small scrapes, he was also bleeding from the nose and lip. Margie walks over to the first aid kit attempting to try to get Collier to let his guard down. "Are you relaxed now, Thatcher?" Collier nods his head while Margie pours peroxide on a cotton swab, she moves in close inches away from his face softly dabbing his cuts . He takes in the sweet smell of her perfume Beautiful by Estee Lauder. "My mother used peroxide because I couldn't stand the sting of rubbing alcohol." Margie smiles while continuing wiping his cuts. Collier looks down at her cleavage noticing a huge rip in the delicate fabric of blouse causing the tops of her smooth brown breast to spill out. She leans in closer to work on the cuts on his forehead placing her tits directly in Collier's view. The white lacy see-through bra hardly held in her huge breast . The light from room gave her honey brown breast a little sheen making them look very appetizing .Collier couldn't take his eyes off them. He could see the outline of her big chocolate nipples peaking through the delicate fabric bra taunting him. His cock was full attention ,he wanted so badly to each lick and suck each one. "Honestly Thatcher, I'm just trying to help, you need as many people on your side as possible!" "Do you know any one we can get some answers from?" Collier couldn't take it any more, he finally decides to let Margie know about her torn blouse. "I think your top is ummm…ripped!" Margie looks down to see her tits almost fully exposed ." Shit!" Margie completely humiliated does her best to cover up and scrambles for a safety pin from the kit. "Sorry about that Thatcher, I know how hard it must be for you to stare at black tits!" Collier smirks thinking to himself , "You have no idea how hard it is!" Margie continues to press Collier for answers, she signals one of the officers to uncuff him. The officer looks at her confused. "It's okay , I'll be fine!" The officer shakes his head and uncuffs him. Margie thinks back on what her grandma use to say. "Baby girl ,you gotta kill' em with kindness, sometimes kindness is you best weapon!" "You sure wanna do that?" Collier asks. "I think you would have learned your lesson gal!" he adds. Margie places her hand on Collier's shoulder looks deeply into his bold blue eyes and says. "As your attorney we need to develop some sorta relationship , you need to trust me and I need to trust you!" The moment Margie places her hand on Collier's shoulder he wanted to grab her hand to pull her close into his arms to kiss her soft pouty lips but instead he pushes her hand from his shoulder. Margie sighs and walks to the other side of the room. "We might as well call it quits, Thatcher, there's simply no reasoning with you!" Collier thinks about his mom and sister, he wanted desperately to keep his promise to them. "Roscoe Baker." Collier grumbles under his breath. "He's Brad's older brother …he was second in command!" "He goes by Jim Beam on account that's all he drinks!" "Okay, good, how would I get ahold of him?" Margie asks. "You can't, he won't talk to blacks and he won't talk to the cops either…it's gotta be me!" "He's gotta know something, wouldn't be surprised if he set me up!" "He hates Brad even more than the cops and black combined!" "Why's that?" Margie ask. "Brad got him kicked off of leadership because of his son." "The kid had Down Syndrome ..he was pretty nice kid, he didn't deserve half the shit they done to him." Collier continues. "Brad said he wouldn't except him as nephew, he said was an unfit excuse of white man!" "So Roscoe left the group and got his own ,they're called the True Patriots of America!" "Interesting and tragic." Margie replies. "We definitely need to investigate but first, we need you out on bail!" "I'll see you tomorrow for the bail hearing …Trust me Thatcher ,I'm gonna work hard to get you back to your family." Margie finally arrives at home to wanting to soak herself in bubble bath and make love to her fiance William Jeffries. William being an attorney also, prepares for a conference at dinner with the partners at the firm. Seeing Billy with his shirt off makes Margie want to fore go the bubble bath and get straight to work on his cock. "Billy I'm glad I made it in time to see you baby, I missed you , today was a nightmare!" William pecks her lightly on the cheek . " I know, I seen it all over the news, seems like your case went national!" "You what that's going to do for your career, right?" William says. "Yeah but you know I don't do it for that!" "Nonsense your one of the best baby, you should have your own practice!" Margie hugs William from behind while he fixes his tie. "Leaving so soon Sweetie , thought we might time for a little fun!" Margie unbuckles Billy's belt and gets ready to unzip his fly to grip his cock but he pulls her hand away. "Not now baby , you know I gotta leave!" "But baby it's been almost a month , I need you!" Margie turns to face him, she kisses him gently parting his lips with her tongue. She unbuttons his dress shirt tracing her finger tips along his chiseled mahogany chest, she reaches into dress pants to stroke his semi erect cock. She sucks and nibbles on bottom lip. Defending the Enemy Ch. 02 I just wanna thank every one for the support and criticism good and bad. It's encouraging and makes me want to continue with the story . "YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO KICK ME IN THE NUTS FOR CHEATING WHEN YOU'RE FUCKING YOUR RACIST CLIENT!" William shouted. "Yep someone's gotta show her what a real man can do!" Collier smirked, taunting Billy. "What did you say you fucking redneck?" "You heard me you tar-skinned motherfucker!" Collier spat at him. William tried to lunge forward to swing at Collier, but Margie stepped between them. "Stop this shit! I will not be the cause of some little testosterone driven tantrum!" Margie shouted, pushing William back. "So you're defending this piece of shit over me?" "No...I don't know!" Margie said, confused. "Looks like you can't compete, boy!" Collier shouted from the other side of Margie. William pushed by Margie, knocking her against the wall. William and Collier began to wrestle, punching each other and ransacking the apartment. Margie tried to pull them apart again. William threw another punch at Collier, missing him completely and hitting Margie in stomach. Collier saw Margie grasping her belly in pain. Becoming incensed, he tackled William to the floor, punching him several times in the face. "Get off of him, Thatcher!" A man voice shouted. Collier looked up to see Det. Daniels standing in front of him. "You alright, Billy? I'll be happy to bring him in if you want to press charges." Said Daniels, helping William up from the floor. "I don't think that will be necessary, right, William?" Margies said as she walked into the living room still holding her stomach and them placeing her engagement ring into William's hand. William stood there looking into Margie's eyes in completely in shock, finally muttering, "Right, no charges detective. Margie, I'm sorry I..." Margie held her up hand interrupting William, "I know, Billy, but this was over long before Collier came around." William nodded then gathered up the ring, flowers, anklet and engagement ring. Placing the keys on a nearby table, he turned around to look at Margie one last time before walking out the door. Margie turned away from him, falling into the arms of Collier. He squeezed her tightly, giving a fierce look at William, his way of telling Willaim to leave the apartment immediately. William gave a little smirk, shook his head and he finally left, slamming the door behind him. "Will somebody explain what the devil is going on around here?" the confused detective asked. "I came over to check on you, Margery, because we received several calls at the station about gun shots at your place, and now I see lover boy here, half naked, attacking your boyfriend." "Sid, I asked Collier to stop by to discuss the case. It was purely innocent. He was just comforting me because I got spooked over a weird phone call." "Phone call, eh?" Daniels questioned her further. "Yeah, apparently some pervert has been watching me in my apartment and he also threaten my life if Collier wins this case! Collier came in and we got a little carried away...I don't what to say, Sidney , I let my emotions get the best of me." "Well at least I know you're okay, dear, I'm gonna make sure you get some protection until we get you get off this case." said Detective Daniels, placing his hands on her shoulders out of concern, almost like a father figure. "No, Sid, I told you, I'll be fine. Besides I made a promise to Thatcher that I intend to keep!" "You're one crazy gal, Margery Downing. Alright, I'll back off, but if Thatcher makes one false move, I'll have his nuts in a sling!" Collier rolled his eyes and smiled while Daniels left from the apartment to head back to the station. "Why didn't you tell me you were in danger, Margery?" Collier questioned her, placing his hands on her face. Margery took one of his hands and planted a small kiss on his palm, saying, "I didn't know until you got here, Collier. I got the phone call right after you arrived." "Margery, you can't do this if you're in danger. It wouldn't be right for me to let you." Collier said, leaning over to give her a peck on her soft lips. "But I made a promise to you." Collier put his finger to her mouth, stopping her from saying anything else. "You did baby girl, you gave me your best, just like you said you would!" Collier planted a lingering kiss on Margie's sweet lips, only to break away to kiss her neck. Both of them couldn't deny what was going on. The sexual tension was so strong between them; they couldn't seem to keep their hands off of each other. "Well, I've got a friend that does cases pro bono once a year, if he can't help then I'll hire a private attorney myself." Collier looked at Margie, grinning ear to ear, and said, "You would do that all for me, baby girl?" Margie nodded her head and answered, "I trust you, Thatcher. I know you didn't kill Reves." Collier kissed her passionately, swirling his tongue around to meet hers. She gladly accepted his tongue and began sucking it like a little cock. Collier broke from kissing Margie saying, "Didn't you say something about taking a shower earlier?" "As a matter of fact I did." Margie said, walking over to the bedroom door. Taking off her robe and letting it fall to the floor, she turned around standing completely naked waiting at the doorway. "Well, what are you waiting for, Collier, come join me!" Collier striped naked, following close behind Margie. The couple entered the shower, letting the warm water hit their bodies. Collier held Margie from behind, his hard cock resting between her ass cheeks. He wrapped his arms around her waist, placing kisses on her neck. Margie reached for the soap, and started lathering up Collier's chest, all the way down until her fingers were wrapped around him, pumping away at his cock. "You like that, Collier?" Margie asked, licking the insides of his parted lips while he groaned. Margie planted small kiss on Collier's lips, catching them in between hers. She delighted in watching the expressions on his face while she easeed her fist up and down his shaft. "Oh fuck, uuhhh!" Coulier groaned and moved his hips back and forth while Margie continues to stroke him. Margie reached for the shower nozzle to rinse the suds from Collier's body. She pushed him against the wall of the shower and ran her mouth down his body, kissing, licking and sucking droplets of water from his tan chiseled chest. She soon wrapped her warm mouth around his stiff cock, brushing the under side of his head with her tongue. She forced his thick pole deeper into her mouth. She couldn't help but drool from the thickness of his cock stuffing her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, covering his shaft with a nice heavy coat of saliva, going to work on his cock ,slurping, sucking and stroking. "Uhhh yeah! That's it, baby girl, suck my cock!" Collier groaned. He reached down, gently grabbing Margie's ebony locks, guiding himself deeper into her warm mouth until his head tickled her throat, making Margie gag. She soon released her mouth from his cock, gasping for air. She then took his balls in her mouth, tickling them with her tongue. She looked up at Collier, giggling and giving a wicked smile while she took his balls into her hand cupping them and began to lick his taint. "Oh shit, girl, what are doing to me?" Collier said as he flinched, feeling a tingle throughout his body. Seeing Collier's reaction, Margie decided to take it further and began to tongue the pucker of his ass. "Damn that's nasty, girl, but it feels good!" said Collier, realizing the true meaning of the saying, Lady in the streets but a whore in the sheets! The warm water had cooled to the touch, so Margie and Collier decide to spend the rest of their playtime outside the shower. Collier reached for Margie's fat tits, kneading them in the palm of his hands. "Your tits are magnificent!" Collier continued playfully squeezing Margie's breasts. He bent Margie over at the foot of the bed. He was dying to shove his cock deep inside her pussy, but not just yet. He wanted to teach her a lesson for being such a naughty girl back in the shower. He couldn't take his eyes off her ass. Her golden brown cheeks looked succulent arched up, covered with tiny beads of water. Collier grabbed her ass from behind, running the tip of his cock across her soaking wet slit. "You want this white cock, don't you, baby girl?" "Mmmm hmmm!" Margie whimpered out of frustration. Collier pushed his head in and quickly pulled it out. "Beg for it, baby girl!" "Please, fuck my pussy, Collier!" Margie pleads, desperately wanting his cock. Collier slowly eased his pole in and out of her pussy. "That's a good girl!" Collier began thrusting her deeper and faster. He looked down, loving the sight of her tight folds stretching around him as he entered her. The way Collier teased Margie had brought her over the edge, she was at the brink of orgasm. "Ohh yeees, ohhhhh, fuck my pussy harder!" "Baby girl wants it rough, huh?" Collier grabbed Margie hips, pulling her pussy onto his cock fast and hard until Margie's pussy clinched tightly around his pole. Her cream began to cover his cock as she reached orgasm. "OHHH FUCK, YEESS, YESS, I'M CUMMING!" Margie screamed. "UHHHH FUCCKK!" moaned Collier, soon followed Margie, succumbing to his own orgasm. The lovers lay on the white down comforter sweaty and panting, recovering from their incredible high. "When I said we should have a relationship this was not quite what I had in mind!" Margie said jokingly. "Well, you could have fooled me, especially with what you did to me in the shower!" Collier teased. Margie threw a pillow at him for teasing her. Collier gathered her into his arms to kiss her sweet lips once more. He still harbored hatred in his heart, but Margery had definitely penetrated his heart, adding a little warmth that had been missing. The more time he spent with Margery, the more he began to care about her. Suddenly, the two heard a crash in the living room. Collier leaped up to investigate and saw a brick with a note tied around it. Collier picked up and read it. A scrawled note reading, "DIE NIGGER!" The phone rang and Margie rushed to answer it. "Heeellloo Margery, looks like you found a nice white stud to fuck instead of your nigger boyfriend!" The same strange male voice taunted her. "When's my turn at that pretty little pussy of yours?" "Listen up you fucking coward..." "NOO YOU LISTEN BITCH, IF COLE WINS YOU'RE GONNA DIE, GOT IT!" Margie is left stunned with the dial tone buzzing in her ear. Collier looked at Margie apologetically. He knew she was in danger because of him. Margie looked at Collier and could see the expression of worry in his expression. He could no longer look her in the eye. She embraced him with a kiss and said, "Hey relax, Thatcher, I'm a big girl. I knew what I was getting into! You know what, that weird guy said something strange." "Like what?" Collier questioned. "He said if 'COLE wins I'm dead.' Are you Cole?" she asked. Collier nodded his head. The phone call finally convinced someone he knew set him up. But he wondered who would want to set him up and why? Defending the Enemy "C'mon baby show this lil hot pussy what it's been missing!" William pushes her away. "Margie this is wrong damn time!" "Shit, I'm running late because you insist on getting your way!" "You know good and well what this dinner means to me!" William chides. Margie's eyes welling up with tears. "Right, Billy how stupid of me for wanting to spend 5 minutes to fuck my fiancé!" Billy looks at her face which was streaming with tears. "Ah again with this crying bullshit!" "Are you fucking someone else?" Margie blurts out. "What?" Billy snaps. "You heard me Billy!" William ignores the question and begins to collect his belongings. "I don't have time for this, I'll call you later!" "Billy wait!" Margie pleads. William ignores her slamming the door behind him. Margie sits in the tub soaking her tired body regretting everything she did and said to Billy. Tears continue to fall down from her face while she stares at the 2 carat engagement ring, although she had Billy, she never felt so alone in her life. She finishes drying off and starts to smooth Jasmine scent oil all over her body. Still incredibly horny, she lays back on her bed running her finger across mouth, surprisingly thinking about Collier instead Billy. She brushes hands across her huge supple tits, her nipples are so sensitive they pucker at the slightest touch. Margie's thoughts drift again thinking about Collier she desperately wanted to run her fingers thru his silky blond hair while he playful plants kisses and licks on her body, then feel him running his tongue around her perfectly round brown tits. She imagines him squeezing her tits while flicking his tongue to tease her nipples ,sucking them till they rise to hard little peaks. Margie brushes her fingers against the soft smooth skin of wet her pussy, she circles her swollen clit with her fingers till they soaked with it's sweet juices . She soon imagines Collier thrusting his rock cock hard and deep stretching her pussy to it's limits. She glides two fingers in and out of her little hot cunt shoving them deeper and faster until her pussy begins tingle and her body tenses up leading her to have the most intense orgasm she had in months. Margie can't believe what she just did , she thinks to herself. "Margery girl ,you are one sick puppy , how can you a black woman have a sexual fantasy about a white supremacist?" Margie arrives in court ten minutes early a bit nervous about seeing Collier. Margie was insatiable when it came what turns her on, just as she was in everything she did in life, ignoring anyone that would tell her no or she can't, it just wasn't apart of her vocabulary. She knew it was going to be a fight to maintain composure around Collier especially when he was escorted into court. Margie's eyes nearly popped out when she saw him looking incredibly gorgeous dressed in his black suit. Margie lick her lips watching Collier approach closer. He looked deeply into eyes, making her pussy so moist that her panties begin to cling to her soft smooth folds. Margie fumbles nervously with her paper work pretending not to be affected by Collier. "Good Morning Thatcher, you look nice! He flashes a gorgeous smile. "Thanks, guess I do clean up rather nice!" He straightens the lapels of his jacket , Margie smiles at him. "I meant what I said yesterday about everything …I‘ll do my best!" Margie says to Collier looking up into his eyes. She leans over to whisper in his ear. "Trust me!" Collier ‘s cock pulses feeling her mouth that close to his skin. The bailiff begins to swear in everyone appearing in court. The judge enters the courtroom. "First case the people vs. Collier Smith Thatcher! "Will the Defendant please step forward!" "Collier Smith Thatcher you are charged with murder of Congressman Ignacio Reves in first degree." "This charge carries a maximum sentence of death by lethal injection, a with minimum sentence of no less than 25yrs to life with no chance of parole, How do you plead?" "Not guilty Sir!" A stoic Collier answers . "This hearing is not a trial but to establish the charges set against you!" "Bail is set 35,000!" "Objection Your honor!" The deputy district attorney answers. "Susanna Mc Fadden representing the State of Maryland Sir!" "We ask the bail amount be raised to the amount of 100,000 due to the severity of the crime, and in light that the defendant has several prior offenses ,he is also considered to be a flight risk!" Margie quickly interrupts. "Your Honor!" "Margery Downing representing the defendant Collier Smith Thatcher!" "On behave of my client ask the bail amount remain at $ 35,000, considering the high profile of this case, where could he go without being recognized by authorities and the fact that he's the sole provider for his mother who is hospitalized!" "Miss McFadden I'm going to have to agree with Miss Downing, the bail amount is to remain at $35,000!" The judge answers. Margie leaps to embrace Collier, surprisingly he willing accepts it, the feeling of her plump tits against his rock hard chest sends a instant jolt to his cock. "Don't be so quick to celebrate you two, the party is just beginning, there's mob outside the court itching for some answers!" Susanna says. "Susanna good to see you again!" Margie walks over to shake her hand. "Good to see you too Margie, how's William?" "Busy trying to make partner!" Margie answers not sure to say about William‘s whereabouts. Susanna smiles and then pulls Margie to the side to chat privately. "I need to warn you to be careful Margie, this trial is gonna get dangerous!" "I already got a threatening phone call saying , if Collier Thatcher wins, I'm good as dead!" "I got officers with surveillance at my place at all times!" "My advice to you is to do the same!" Margie is somewhat shaken by the news but she just nods and assures Susanna that she will be fine. "Hey Thatcher, why don't you head back to Aberdeen with your sister and we can meet later to go over a few things." Margie gives Collier her address. "Are you ready for the mob outside?" Margie ask. "I guess?" Collier answers. "Just make no comment, lets save our arguments for the trial!" Margie instructs. He nods his head in agreement. They leave the courthouse, the mob of reporters crowds around them ,while bystanders hurl insults at them. "Nigger lover!" "You're disgrace to the white race!" "Sell out black bitch your gonna pay for defending that white boy!" A angry woman throws a tomato hitting Margie in the face. Margie clears the tomato mess from her cheek thinking to herself, "On second thought I think I'll be needing that protection after all!" Collier hugs his sister Candy, she was inconsolable, in fear that he was in serious danger . "Don't worry Sis, things will work out fine!" "How can you say that Cole?" "I was afraid that mob was gonna kill you yesterday!" "If they killed a congressman, what‘s stopping them from an ordinary guy like you?" A tearful Candice asks. "Because they need me to be the fall guy Candy!" "I gotta meet that lawyer gal this evening, she thinks someone from the inside was trying to set me up!" "And what do you think Cole?" "I think it's a crock a shit!" Collier says adamant about the WA not being involved with the set up. "No self - respecting white man would setup another brother, it's gotta be Jim Beam!" "Oh Cole, when are you gonna wake up and realize none of those men can be trusted!" Candice says trying to reason him. Collier put his down head in silence turning away for his sister. Realizing she angered Collier by accusing WA of framing him ,Candice puts her hand on his shoulder to comfort him. "Hey, I didn't mean anything by it Cole but you can't afford to be naïve about what you know in your heart is true, those men used you hunny!" "What I know in my heart is loyalty!" "I gotta go Candy. Collier drives away to Margie's in search for answers. Marge refreshed from a quick shower, she slips on her favorite cut off sweat pants that craddle her full round ass. She puts on her old Pembroke Law t-shirt in which the neckband was cut off. The gray t-shirt hangs off her honey colored shoulder while her perk nipples poke through the thin fabric of the t-shirt. Her ebony curls still damp from the shower hang loose hitting her bare shoulder. Margie applies vanilla and honey moisturizer on her damp smooth skin making it glisten. She hears a knock on the door. "Delivery for Margery Downing!" She opens the door to see a delivery man holding twelve dozen white roses and a small golden package, no doubt a guilt gift from William but still appreciated all the same. She opens a small envelope, "Margie I'm Sorry, I'll make it up to you, here's a small token to start….Love Billy! She open the small golden package surprised to see a small anklet with solitare diamond. Margie's face lights up because the anklet was something she always wanted, she places the gifts down on a near by table to search for her purse to tip the delivery man but the phone rings. "Hello?" Margie answers. "I got my eye you Maargerry!" A man's creepy voice replies. "What?" "Who is this?" "Love that show you gave me the other day with your black buck boyfriend!" "And the show you gave me later…. Hahaha, you sure are a hot little piece of ass!" "You disgusting piece of shit who are?" Margie says disturbed in red hot anger. "If that boy wins his case your dirty nigger ass will find out very well ….who …I …AM!" "See ya in court Maaarrrgeeryy! HAHAHA!" Suddenly Margie hears gun fire and soon after that screeching tires. "Margery!" A voice startles her, she turns around screaming. It was Collier, he had crept in the opened door shutting it behind him quietly. "What's wrong with you gal?" A puzzled Collier asks. "What are you doing here?" "Please don't hurt me…STAY AWAY FROM ME!" "What?" "You told me to come here!" He asks still confused. Margie's eyes well up with tears, Collier draws her in close to embrace her, she begins to sob with her head buried in his chest. Collier held her tightly, inhaling the sweet smells of vanilla and honey from her soft skin. He looks down into her dark almond shaped eyes still glistening with tears, then he scans down to her lips, the same pouty lips he longed to have around his cock . They were bare, soft and brown tinged with pink but still inviting, he ran his thumb across them, she lightly moistens it with her tongue while staring back into those bold blue eyes of his the same ones that made her shiver days before. Collier presses his lips to hers, gently gliding his tongue in between her parted lips. Unable to control herself Margie kisses Collier back deeply, swirling her tongue around his. His hands slides down from the small of her back to squeeze and caress her luscious ass, something he desperately wanted since the day they met. His stiff rigid cock grazes her belly, she reaches down between them to rub the length of it, his cock felt long and thick, just as she imagined it. His hands work their way up to palm her sweet plump tits feeling her nipples harden against his the palm of hands. Her body felt so good in his hands and finger tips but he desperately wanted to taste her. Margie stands back to pull off her tshirt revealing gorgeous brown tits with big yummy dark nipples. Collier immediately drove in to suck each nipple, teasing them mercilessly with his tongue. Collier slid his hand across her round little belly inside her shorts, lightly rubbing her shaved wet pussy, he brushed his finger tips across her swollen clit making her entire body shudder. She was so wet his fingers became immediately soaked seconds after touching her, he couldn't resist sliding his fingers into her pink tight hole. She was so warm tight and wet, he was dying to fuck her but not yet he still want to savor every square of her incredible black body. Collier's lips made their way back to hers as he slid his finger in and out hot soaking wet pussy .Margie bucked and rocked her hips against his palm steadying herself by grasping the sleeves of his leather jacket, she could feel his strong muscular arms, she wanted to see more him, all of him. Collier releases from inside her, sucking the her sweet juices from his fingers. Margie steps back to take off her shorts smiling at him looking into his blue eyes, modeling for him completely naked. He couldn't take his eyes off her body, she was thick and frankly kinda chubby but her weight was well distributed adding to her sexy curves. "Margery you are the sexiest thing walking on two legs!" Collier says licking his lips and rubbing his cock throught his jeans. He takes off his jacket, removing his steel toe boots and takes off his jeans finally letting his cock spring free. His body was lean not too muscular but cut and almost completely hairless all but a small patch of light pubic hair neatly trimmed. He gives a naughty grin signaling Margie to come closer which she was more than happy to comply. She notices he's left on his black wife beater, she tries to lift over his head but he refuses. "C'mon Collier let me see all of you." He reluctantly removes the shirt, the smile that flashed across Margie's face disappears as she looks at racist symbols sprawled on his chest in tattoos. The tattoos brought her down from the cloud she was on, she suddenly remembered who he really was. Margie tries to pull away from him but he grabs her hand placing it on his chest. He looks deep into her eyes and says, "Margery I know who I'm scares you but you helped me be true to what I really want, you are one the most beautiful woman I've seen black or white, I wanted you since the day I first laid eyes on you!" "Is this the way to the room? Collier asks leading Margie by the hand . Margie nods her head and follows behind him. Margie thinks to herself, "What am I doing, he's my client, all the things he said, the tattoos and he might a murderer! Collier pulls her into his arms and begins to kiss her once again, her tits rest against his chest as he squeezes her soft body closer to his, His hands roam and explore ever square inch of her body making their way to the curve of her ass tracing her wet folds with his finger tips. Margie pulls away from his kiss "Collier we can't, I‘m your attorney. He smiles and says, "Then you're fired!" He presses lips against hers once more, slowly backing her to the edge of the bed. "I'm serious Collier!" He ignores her pushing her back gently till she's lying on the bed. "It's not that I don't want you, you're incredibly sexy." He plants soft kisses on her neck and collar bone. "And love the way you …. Mmmm oh yes …make me feel!" She moans as he licks at her oh so sensitive nipples, his mouth makes it's way down lower on her body, he parts her legs ignoring her yammering. "But I'm engaged and mmpphh!!!" She whimpers, losing all train of thought as he runs his tongue across her moist slit. Collier circles her swollen clit then laps up the juice that flows out of her. "Ohhhh gawww yes ,Thatcher …. lick my fucking pussy!" Margie shouts. Collier lifts up his head ,smiles wickedly and says "Are you sure, maybe we should stop like you said?" "No Thatcher please don't stop!" Margie says through panting. Collier dives back into her pussy his mouth covers her sweet lips catching them between his lips and releasing them slowly, nibbling lightly on her clit. He slides two fingers inside her massaging her spot while ferociously flicking his tongue across her labia. She rakes his scalp with her finger tips, squirming , gyrating her hips, cussing and screaming! "OHHH FUCCKK…OHHHH YEESS! "I'M GONNA CUM! A wave of orgasm soon rushes over Margie, her limbs collapsing upon the bed. Margie pulls up Collier to kiss him tasting her own sweet juices. "I'm not through with you yet baby girl, come on over here and ride my cock!" Collier scoots up onto the bed signaling Margie to follow. She eases her tight pink hole onto his cock adjusting to his size. Amazed how incredible her pussy feels upon first contact, Collier knows he won't be able to hold his load much longer. Margie begins rock her hips back and forth slowly at first quickly building speed and momentum, driving his cock deep into her hot tight little cunt . "Damn baby girl ,you got the tightest little pussy!" Collier says as he starts to thrust his long thick cock matching Margie's movements. He grabs her ass firmly, forcing his pole deeper inside her sopping wet cunt. A surge of pleasure flows through Margie's entire body causing to moan and cry out. "FUCK …YOUR DICK FEELS SO GOOD …OHHH,OHHH!!" Collier increases the speed of his strokes causing Margie's tits to sway and bounce. His eyes alternate between her lovely bouncing tits and her pussy sliding off and on his throbbing cock. Collier gathers her into his arms bringing her jiggling tits close to his face. He soon takes Margie's hard chocolate nipple into his mouth, grabbing her ass cheeks and spreading them, penetrating her tight pussy with full force. Margie's pussy lips clinch around his shaft ,gripping his cock so tightly, sending her over the edge till she succumbs to another amazing orgasm. Collier his feels balls tighten up and with a few more pumps he too begins to climax. "UUHHH!" Collier is overcome with the most intense orgasm he ever had. He continues to groan filling Margie's pussy with his hot sticky cum. Margie's collapses on top Collier into his arms, his cock was still inside her warm pussy all nice and snug, her heavy breast rest sweetly on his chest . He kisses her forehead softly still smelling the faint scents of vanilla and honey intermingled with her sweat. Instead of feeling riddled with guilt, he allows himself to enjoy the moment of being in the arms of the woman that made his deepest desire come true. Margie's tears in a strange way had been the catalyst to the change taking place inside his heart. Collier knew at that moment the world around him that he had grown accustom to would never be same. Suddenly Margie hears the jangling of keys. "Oh Shit!" "William's home!" She leaps up to put her black silk robe, she pushes a confused and naked Collier into the adjacent bathroom. Margie darts to the living room quickly gathering all of Collier's clothes throwing them into the bedroom, shutting the door behind her just in time as William walks through the door. "Hey baby ,what a surprise, your home!" Margie says catching her breath. William gathers her arm into his arms and squeezes her tightly. He pulls away from her as notices something peculiar about her. "Margie why are you so sweaty baby?" Margie nervously answers. "Umm… I was exercising!" "I got this new DVD and phew, boy, what a workout!" Margie says fanning herself. Still curious Willaim continues to question her. "And why are you naked hunny?" "Well…I was…going to take a shower … when umm…you walked through door surprising me!" Margie says hoping he would buy her story. "Maybe I should get in there right now!" "Not so fast baby, first let me give you what you've been missing!" William opens her black silk robe, he kisses her deeply while running his hands all over body. Margie smells something fragrant while kissing William. "Is that perfume I smell?" She asks pulling away from his kiss, she also notices something pink on his white dress shirt collar. "And lipstick!" "You Son of Bitch!" "You are cheating on me!" Margie knees Billy to the groin, he doubles over in pain. "How dare you try to fuck me right after you fucked someone else!" William recovers from the pain and tries to give Margie an explaination. "Baby let me explain, I broke it off today after I realized how much I love you!" "Susanna please believe me!" Defending the Enemy "Susanna?" Margie answers in disbelief. "I don't believe this, you're fucking Susanna McFadden aren‘t you, do you know what a fool that makes me look like Billy?" "I know baby but… William is interrupted by a loud thud coming from the bedroom, he walks over to open the door to find out about the noise. Margie tries to stop him but is too late, Billy opens the door to find Collier half naked in their bedroom.