It wasn't fair. She lied and said I had touched her. Her name is Sarah. Now I'm in a court hearing, and her mother is the judge. "I swear, I never touched her!" I yell. "Quiet down, or you will be restrained." Her mother, Margaret, said coldy. Sarah had a smirk on her face. She had always loved getting other people in trouble. "Like I said, he pulled my swimsuit down and grabbed my chest." Sarah continued her story. "He said he would do more next time, and ran away." "Thats not what happened your honor," I protested. "Officer Daniel's, would you gag this rapist and handcuff him? I already warned him not to speak." Margaret had a nasty look in her eye. The officer was a hulk of a man, and had no trouble yanking my hands behind my back and handcuffing me. He pulled actual duck tape off of his belt and wrapped it a few times around my head, before stepping back to his position in the middle of the room. I couldnt speak or get my arms out from behind my back, and sighed in humiliation. Could this get any worse?