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sex life will play a significant role
in his trial."
    "We
didn't sleep together for a while, just heavy petting, that kind of thing. A
more intimate relationship developed gradually."
    "Were
you aware that Jared was sleeping with other women?"
    Sylvia
appeared to examine her hands for a moment. "I think I suspected it, but I
never made an issue of it. I could have been doing the same thing, and I
wouldn't have told him."
    "These
girls he's accused of raping were all in their teens. The youngest was only
sixteen. When you were with him, did he ever demonstrate any particular
interest in younger women?"
    "A
lot of these teenage girls go to bars with fake IDs and pass themselves off as
being older."
    "I
know, but Jared has admitted that he had sex with each of the dead girls. Does
that bother you?"
    "Of
course, it bothers me," Sylvia answered, her eyes flashing.
    Turning
her eyes away from Harriett, she said, almost to herself, "It doesn't say
much for my sex appeal, does it?"
    "Did
you know any of the girls who were killed?"
    "I
might have seen them, but I never formally met any of them. The clubs were
usually very crowded when Jared and I went out. I didn't spend a lot of time
observing the other women."
    "When
you and Jared were intimate, did he ever do anything that you thought was
unusual?"
    "You
mean did he ever want me to do something kinky?"
    "Kinky
probably isn't the correct word. Couples do a lot of different things when
they're intimate. Did he ever ask you to do anything, or did you let him do
anything that seemed a little out of the ordinary or made you
uncomfortable?"
    Sylvia
blushed and seemed to be looking for the right words.
    Finally,
she answered in a softer voice. "He asked me to get on the floor on my
hands and knees a couple of times, so he could enter me from behind."
    "Did
he force you to do that, or were you willing?"
    "Jared
never forced me to do anything. In fact, I refused the first time he mentioned
it."
    "How
did he react to your refusal?"
    Sylvia
shrugged, "We just did it the regular way. He didn't say much."
    "Was
he unhappy?"
    "He
might have been disappointed, but he seemed to get over it."
    "Has
he ever tried to strangle you while you were making love?"
    "God,
no!" Sylvia said. "For the most part, Jared is a very gentle
lover."
    "No
whips or leather?" Harriett smiled.
    "That's
ridiculous!" Sylvia laughed.
    "Has
he ever asked you to play out sexual fantasies with him?"
    "Jesus!
Why do you need to know things like that?"
    "The
prosecution will ask you the same questions if you're called as a witness,
Sylvia, in an attempt to portray Jared as sexually perverted. I can't protect
you unless I know the extent of your personal relationship with him. Is there
anything you'd like to tell me, so I won't be surprised? Have you ever
discussed your sexual encounters with Jared with a friend or co-worker?
    "I
may have."
    "Did
you tell anyone something that would be potentially embarrassing?"
    Once
again Sylvia appeared to be searching for a way to express her thoughts.
    "Once
I woke up in bed in Jared's apartment and couldn't remember anything that had
happened. I didn't even remember how I got there. But I knew we had made
love."
    "Where
was the last place you remember being?"
    "At
a club."
    "Were
you drunk?"
    "I
don't think so. I had one drink and started a second. I really don't remember
anything after that except waking up the next morning."
    "Did
Jared get the drinks for you at the club or were they brought by a
waiter?"
    "Jared
got them at the bar."
    "How
long had you been dating?"
    "Maybe
a month or a little less."
    "And
you hadn't been to bed with him yet?"
    "No.
He said I had been intoxicated, and he didn't want to leave me alone like that,
so he took me to his place."
    "So
you assumed that you consented to sex when you were drunk?"
    "Apparently."
    "How
did you feel when you woke up?"
    "What
do you mean?"
    "Were
you hurt?"
    "I
had never had sex until then. Maybe it was a good thing I was