Mr Spraycan – case 1

Ms Amelia Bulower: “Oh, yes, I knew about that straight away. It was the other guy who spoke next, not the Geek, and he told me to start licking his cock.”

Sergeant Grafton: “And you felt threatened enough to do it?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “Well, it’s like I’ve been telling you all along, I somehow didn’t feel much of anything except that I had to do what I was told. I mean, it was kind of like being in a doctor‘s office. If he tells you to do something you sort of think there must be a good reason for it, so you do it. That was how I was feeling right then. It didn’t seem like any big deal.”

Sergeant Grafton: “So you did what he wanted?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “The photo’s right there on the table: what do you need to ask that question for?”

Sergeant Grafton: “I’m trying to get it all into context, Amelia, that’s all. I need to understand not only what happened but how it happened and how you felt about things at the time. Like whether your feelings changed as things progressed. For example, you still seem only partially conscious at this time. Is that right?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “Just at first. To tell the truth and shame the devil, it seemed like quite a cozy sort of feeling, to have a man in my mouth and knowing he was a stranger. Like we’d just been introduced at a party: OK, OK, I know it sounds crazy but that’s how it was. But he told me to open my eyes and look up at him, so I did.”

Sergeant Grafton: “So how did you feel when you looked?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “In a word, impressed. I knew I’d landed a big one as soon as I started putting my lips around it, but when I looked along it at eye level it looked like a Presidential model. I even wondered if I’d recognize the guy’s face. But it sure wasn’t who I’d hoped it might be.”

Sergeant Grafton: “So, Amelia, forgive me for being blunt about it, but how did you feel when you found out you were providing oral sex for a total stranger?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “I guess I felt sexy.”

Sergeant Grafton: “Sexy?”

Ms Amelia Bulower:”Horny; you know what it’s like when you feel horny, don’t you? Even cops must get horny sometimes, don’t they?”

Sergeant Grafton: “Sure, but under those circumstances . . .”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “You can see my circumstances. My bra had been pulled down to show off my tits to the guys and my panties had been adjusted to show off my pussy. They’d got me down on my back in the middle of a forest, three quarters naked and with a huge cock in my mouth. I didn’t need to be a rocket scientist to know I was going to get fucked by that big cock I was pumping up. And it seemed like a nice day for it to happen, so yes, I felt sexy. Or is there something else you’d prefer me to say instead?”

Sergeant Grafton: “No, I don’t want to put words into your mouth — if you’ll pardon the phrase.”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “You’ve got a sense of humor there, Julie. I think you’ll need to curb that if you want to become a success as a cop.”

Sergeant Grafton: “Believe me, Amelia, this is one job where you can’t get by without being able to laugh at yourself, and the job. I mean, look at me, right now. I’m supposed to be interviewing a rape victim, and so far she hasn’t shown any apparent signs of anger at all about what was done to her. So am I wasting my time here because she’s still drugged or hypnotized in some way, or did she go out looking for the experience and then enjoyed it?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “I’ve never been involved in anything like this before, and I certainly didn’t go looking for it. I’m just saying that I felt very relaxed at the time and that afterwards I knew my story wouldn’t make any sense to anybody like you. I’d just be making a lot of trouble for myself and my marriage if I went around telling stories which nobody like you would believe.”

Sergeant Grafton: “And the photos? Did you remember them taking these photographs of you during the sexual assault? And did they influence you not to say anything about the offence?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “I’d forgotten about the camera when I first came to. I mean, what with being between a rock and a hard place, and so on. But then I realized that the Geek must surely still be around, watching me go down on his buddy, and then I remembered about the camera. And, anyway, he came and stood by me after a few minutes and told me to look up at him as he took some shots. They should be in there with the others, I guess.”

Sergeant Grafton: “Yes, they’re here. Do you want to see them, Amelia?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “Why not?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “Yes, that’s right. The Geek told the other dude to hold my head up while he took the shot. I remember that alright.”

Sergeant Grafton: “Hmmm. You don’t mind if I say that you seem to have been . . . . well . . . responding to the situation, Amelia.”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “If you mean my nipples were all tightened up, you’re right. I told, I was already feeling horny and then the two of them were talking about which way to have me for my first fucking, either on my back or bent over the rock. That’s why I was perking up that way.”

Sergeant Grafton: “OK — and I suppose if somebody asked you if you were trying to scream, you’d say it was a stupid question.”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “Yes, it’d be a stupid question, especially for anybody who’d seen these photos.”

Sergeant Grafton: “Yes, I can see you’d have trouble just breathing, let alone doing anything else. So how do you feel about these guys sending these pictures to us? I mean, surely you must be upset at the thought of these prints being handed out around a squad room for a bunch of male detectives to leer at? Surely you must be angry with these two guys about doing that, after they’d already had their fun with you?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “Is that what’s happened — have the men you work with been looking at these? I suppose they must have, mustn’t they? You can’t do an investigation without looking at the evidence, can you? So what did the guys say about them?”

Sergeant Grafton: “Well, let’s just say that if you ever want some hefty young officers to go jogging with you as bodyguards, I can let you have several contact numbers. But that’s not what we’re supposed to be talking about. What we’re supposed to be discussing is how a respectable woman like yourself got involved in this sort of situation.”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “I keep on telling you how it happened, about the gas and everything. But listen, where the men really interested in those photos? As men, I mean, not as cops?”

Sergeant Grafton:”If I hadn’t been available there would have been plenty of other volunteers to come over here and meet with you, Amelia. Now, can we talk about what happened next: the act of penetration?”

Ms Amelia Bulower: “You mean, when he started fucking me?”

Sergeant Grafton: “If you want to put it that way.”