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The Practice Dummy
Part 22. Temporary Insanity


The sheet of paper hits the floor, slides forward until it stops at the bars of the jail cell. Inside the cell the neat and properly dressed young
lawyer can see four shabbily dressed women and one completely undressed young guy. Being that naked guy in a holding cell, having my
hands cuffed behind my back, having my dick standing up at attention, I wished I had never left home that day. All I would have missed out
on was a stupid swim practice.

"Why is there a naked boy in this cell?" the lawyer in the tight fitting professional business suit asks. Then she notices her sheet of paper on
the floor. Quickly she picks it up. Losing official legal documents inside the jail is probably a way for lawyers to be fined or fired. She holds
the document out in front of her, down around her waist. Looking over at me again, she steps right up to the bars.

The male jail guard, who is still trying to cover up how hot and horny he is, wipes his face with a white handkerchief. "That guy was just put
in here. I hear he got arrested after streaking in the city park. The duty sergeant thought putting him in the men's cell would be risky for
the youngster. After all, these nice ladies won't bother him...much."

"Come here. I want to take a look at you", the petite lawyer says to me. I shuffle over to the bars. "Come closer", she tells me. I move closer,
so close that my chest presses up against the metal bars, my dick sticking out beyond the cell.

"Can you get me out of here?" I hopefully ask. "I know I'm not in a very presentable condition."

Speaking of my condition, I was way beyond losing the physical signs of sexual arousal and exertions. I look down to look at my dick. It's still
throbbing, still bobbing up and down. A line of goo hangs from the end, something I didn't notice till that moment. Before I could pull back
the pre-cum breaks off to fall right on top of the sheet of paper in the lawyer's hand.

"Shit. Shit shit shit," the lawyer freaks out. Holding the paper up, the line of gunk runs down the page. The lawyer turns to the cell block
guard. "You're responsible for his condition. Look at this mess." The little lawyer then rubs the document onto the guard's uniform.

The plump guard looks shocked at first, but he recovers quickly to smile. "Yes ma'am. No problem. Everything's okay down here. It's all
regulations you see. Since this suspect was caught under the streaking laws, then we were not allowed to provide the standard prison
attire. We don't get naked public nuisance cases very often. First time I ever saw one this young."

"I do seem to recall something on that law. Hmmm, these cuffs might seem excessive. Has there been any issues with having a naked boy in
the women's cell? I wouldn't want one of these ladies, and certainly not my client Mrs. Nutterbum, to be harassed by this juvenile. He's still
a threat, cuffed or not. And his dick is drooling all over my paperwork. This community is going to the dogs. First it was the freaky women who marched for the right to display their titties...and now the boys are running around with no pants on like it's just another day at the park.
Okay...you may back away now."

As I backed away from the bars, the lawyer went into why she was here to begin with. "Mrs. Nutterbum. I have your court appearance order
here. Since you decided to plead innocent due to temporary insanity, a hearing with the court psychiatrist is set up for this coming Monday.
I'll be meeting you at Dr. Chambers at 2pm. Now don't do anything wild and crazy for the next few days. Okay, guard. I'm ready
to be let out of this hole."

The door buzzers go off and the metal thing squeals as it slides open. The little lawyer, who I hoped would find some offence in how I was
being treated, quickly disappeared from view.

"Don't do nothing wild and crazy huh. She wants me to be on my best behavior. Well screw that bitch first year law scum. As long as there is
cute fresh meat like that beautiful young piece of ass in the same jail cell as me...I'm gonna get wild and crazy." The fat woman in the mechanic
uniform cackles like a witch.

Immediately all the other gals join in, except for the slender goth styled girl. She looks at me with more sympathetic eyes. The fat one, the
black one, and the weird bi-sexual Hispanic one all look at me like I'm the dessert plate during a dinner date. I now know that guard isn't going
to back me up if I protest. He'll just let me be manhandled by these criminals. Whatever happened to no "cruel or unusual punishment"?
This is enough to drive a poor naked boy insane.

[Jeepman89]

Not looking too good for the poor kid. His adventure continues.

[TeenFan]

The Practice Dummy
Part 23. Clean Cavity


Not long after the young lawyer dressed in the yellow dress departed, a woman officer came into the Women's Detention Center with the
duty sergeant. This female guard is loaded with muscle on both her bare shoulders and half bare legs. I could see her muscles because this officer
is wearing a sport uniform of some sort, biker type shorts and a spandex sports top. Then I look at the face and I recognize Officer Fratello, the
one that took my ID photo and fingerprints.

Sergeant Funston calls out to Raven. "Raven Wolfbane. You are going to be spending the night with us. Officer Fratello will be taking you
to get inspected, cleaned up, and dressed in your very own orange jumpy suit. We know how much you ladies love the fashion statement that
the orange colored county jail uniform makes."

The overweight male guard opens the cell door. He pulls Raven out into the hallway. The duty sergeant gets into Raven's face, appraises it
closely.

"Say goodbye to that awful makeup. All that metal in your face is coming out as well. I saw in your paperwork this is the first time we're getting
to babysit you for a full 24 hours. So here is the drill. You will be taken to the shower room, where Officer Fratello will conduct a cavity check
while you are thoroughly washed and made presentable for court appearances."

Officer Fratello grabs hold of Raven's arm, and it appears the two are about to head off, when Sergeant Funston stops them.

"I just got a whiff of young Mr. Bannister. He smells a bit gamey. I understand he was running through the city park, then pulled over while riding
a bicycle. He needs a shower before he goes before the judge. Take him along to the shower room. Scrub him up good. Make sure to get
behind his ears and everywhere else."

"Oh no...don't take that sweet young buck away from us," the blond haired black woman shouts out as I'm pulled from the holding cell. "We
was just getting acquainted."

"I hope he comes back. I really wanted to see him cum...back I mean," the Hispanic Chica bemoans my departure.

"Dang it. The party was just getting started," says Large Marge.

The door slides shut with a loud clank. I get pulled to stand next to Raven. Walking together side by side, Officer Fratello behind us, Raven
and I were herded down the hallway to the far end. We passed several other holding cells full of women in custody. They pressed themselves
against the bars to hoot and holler at me, calling me or maybe yelling at Raven various things such as "Sweet lips, hot legs, hot momma, jailbait",
and a few others I don't want to repeat.

Through a double doors at the end of the hallway, Raven and I are ushered into a small changing room with two benches. I get to stand in the
corner as the only good thing to happen to me happens. I get to watch as Raven has to take everything off, every garment that she has on.
All her belongings are placed into what looks like a plastic milk crate. For the first time the tables are turned. I get to watch while somebody
else gets naked. Several times Raven looks over at me, her eyes imploring me to turn around. I knew what she wanted, but she's been seeing
me naked, seeing things being done to me while I'm naked, and I'm not about to turn my back to look at the wall.

Raven was a total knockout. Her tall frame was perfectly designed to show off her small sized breasts. Small but firm they are, with dark
brown nipples that stand out impressively on her pale skin. Why are all teens who are into the Goth look so white? It's as if they are all
allergic to sunlight, and none of them have a tan. Raven showed no hint of tanning except on her forearms. The whitest part of the girl's body
was her pussy area, which was completely shaved. The only color on her body was silver. Raven had a silvery thing going through the right
nipple, more glints of silver from the folds of her pussy. Other than the piercings, it didn't look like Raven's womanhood had ever been touched
by human hands, though at fourteen I was not really good at knowing what a virginal appearance on a woman is compared to a well seasoned
one. I suppose if I had the chance to compare the pussies of Raven and Carlita side by side I could have visualized what the differences are.

As soon as Raven is naked she got handcuffed. The wrists are cuffed in front of her instead of behind. The next indignity Raven faces is having
her face re-arranged. Officer Fratello uses several different instruments to remove a nose ring, earrings, eyebrow metal pieces. The silver
metal adornments of her sexy body parts follows. Raven is restored to all flesh and blood with no more non-human attachments.

Officer Fratello puts on a blue latex glove. She turns to me and tells me to turn around and bend over. The officer sticks a finger up my ass
and wiggles it around. I have no idea what she is looking for. I'm too young to have issues with hemorrhoids. Later I found out that everyone
who spends any time in jail gets a cavity check. Apparently people hide bags of drugs and even switchblades up their asses. I had no idea.
I'm just a clean cut kid from the suburbs.

Raven got her cavity check done next, and this time I saw how women get the finger treatment two times.

With the checks done my wrists were re-cuffed in front of me. I had no idea why until Officer Fratello drags me into the shower room. She
makes me hold my hands up where the cuffs are secured to a metal bar that goes across the ceiling. Raven gets tied up about ten feet from me, the two of us facing each other.

Now I can figure out why Officer Fratello is dressed in a sports outfit. She's going to get wet. A hose attachment on the wall has a single valve.
Turning the valve several times, the officer picks up a hose nozzle. It looks more like a garden nozzle than a nice shower head attachment.
Turning a knob on the top of the nozzle, cold water smacks me in the face. I gasp and shiver as the cold water runs down my body. I get hosed
off everywhere, my dick shrinking up from the blasts of cool water. Raven got hosed down next, but instead of shrinking, I see her pretty brown
nipples hardening, pushing outward. I felt my dick wanting to respond likewise, to harden and stand up, but subsequent blasts of cool water
cooled that fire down below.

After the hose down, it was soap and scrub time. With a brush that looked like something from a hardware store, liquid soap is poured over the
bristles. The brush scrubs our skin almost raw and red by the time Officer Fratello is done with us. Officer Fratello spent way too much time
rubbing the brush all around my dick, kept rubbing until she had gotten me mostly hard again. As bad as the washing part is, it was worse
because several guards, both male and female, came to watch. I could not hear what they were saying over the sounds of the water spraying
on me, but I could see them laughing, see them bump fists and slap each other on the back. I heard that police officers do everything together.
They work together, go bowling together, eat together at the same diners, and they gather together to leer and laugh at naked "guests of the
county jail".

It wasn't strictly business, this body washing. The officer took some time to tease both of us. She squeezed Raven's tits while she looked
at me. "I bet you want to suck on these babies. I can see how much you are lusting after this girl's body you naughty nasty pervert."
The officer did the same when she squeezes my balls, pops my penis with the palm of her hand. "Does this boy make you want to get fucked
little missy?" the officer says to Raven. "This boy wants to bang your asshole hard...see, he's getting hard right now."

After the washing, the scrubbing down on every inch of my poor tender skin, I was allowed to drip dry while Raven got rubbed down with a
towel. Raven is set free from the bar so she can put on a bright orange jumpsuit courtesy of the county taxpayers. Our showers completed,
Raven and I were taken back to Holding Cell A. I could hardly believe it when the three women held there actually stood up and cheered at my return.

[Trundle]

I have a feeling the poor boy won't be squeaky clean for long if he's left in that cell unattended and unprotected for the rest of the night....

[TeenFan]

The Practice Dummy
Part 24. More of the Same, But Different


After the scrubbing and horrifying experience of getting an anal probe in the shower, I could see all of my skin matched the humiliated blushing
I felt on my face. I suppose I was clean enough to eat off of, and the three women looked happy to have a chance for a second piece of my nudie
boy pie.

Raven took a seat in the far corner. I took her lead, tried to sit on a bench as far away from the others I could get. Leticia would have none of it.
She hopped right up from her seat, then showed an amazing amount of quick footedness as she snatched me. I was once again surrounded, forced
to stand between two benches. This time Carlita took charge, patting my ass, admiring the smoothness of my legs. In case you were wondering,
after the shower my hands were once again cuffed behind my back. Once again I had no defense against the horde of hungry female inmates. I
look over at the cell door, and I'm not surprised the perverted fat ass of a cop was massaging his crotch again.

"You is a delectable little dish," Large Marge says, though thankfully she wasn't unbuttoning her shirt.

Leticia looks especially eager, "Don't use the word "small" with this boy. He don't weigh much but he sho ain't little. He's gone down to soft now,
but this sweet thang is one hell of a grower. Please do the honors, Carlita. Make our special guest big again."

"Yeah, give us a show," Marge requests.

What the large woman wants she gets. I thought Carlita was going to grab my dick immediately. Instead of fast action, Carlita took it slowly
and deliberately step by step. First the Hispanic Chica kissed me, right on the mouth. I tried to pull back, but she just reaches round my waist to hold me in place. Kisses turned into hickies on the neck. The good looking bi-sexual nympho went from one sexual tension inducing sensation to another. Raven returned to join in sitting on the bench with Marge and Leticia, not exactly a full house but everyone there in attendance
watching a free show taking place only a couple feet from them. They got to see me get completely hard again. How could I not? Not when
Carlita introduced me to what it felt like to have both nipples lightly nibbled on. Of course my dick twitched when her tongue slipped into my
belly button, made slurping sounds followed by that tongue sliding down farther to even more tasty territory.

"Ooh, this reminds me of a crawfish boil back in Louisiana. A lot of them whities thinks it's crazy, but the best part is sucking the head. Bring that boy here so I can show you how it's done."

Carlita pushed me toward Leticia. I tried to pull back, but resistance is futile. Grabbing the handy tool right in front of her, Leticia lines me up
directly in front of her. The black woman with the blond hair had another surprise, taking out her teeth to tuck them into a case she pulled out of her pants pocket. Leticia has false teeth, her gold teeth are fake, or is it the gold is real but the smile was definitely fake. With the dentures
removed she grinned at me, her mouth looking like the business end of a large swamp water catfish. Her gaping maw opened up, but instead of swallowing my erection whole, like it most doubtlessly could have, the mouth closed down on the head only. The black lady closed her eyes as
she says, "mmmm...".

The cheeks and lips moved, but mainly I could feel the tongue flicking away at the tip of that sensitive area of the pee slit. It would have been
totally awesome if it had been Raven or Carlita sucking on the head of my dick. I'd have gotten so hard and blown my load quickly, even with an audience. It was just too weird for me. A black woman, maybe fifty years old or older with fake hair and faker teeth...I couldn't get completely turned on by it. Large Marge massaging her own tits, cackling like a hyena, didn't help with the visuals. The visuals got worse when the fat
guard calls out, "Hey Carlita, I'll give you a Twenty if you come over here and finish me off."

Carlita waves him off. "I've seen that short shrimp of yours, Officer Gunderson. I've got my hands on something beautiful, and it don't cost
nobody nothing."

"Enjoy the free show. Leave us alone," says Marge.

For the first time I dared to speak to any of my holding cell roomies, "Don't I have a say in this?"

"You can say whatever you want to, as long as you say 'thank you ma'am'," and Carlita goes back to rubbing my ass. She aslo rubbed my balls.
I have no idea for how long those two ladies were having their way with me. I had no proper sense of time.

The main door to the women's Detention Center opens up. Officer Gunderson backs away from the cell dor, but this time he makes no verbal warning. Having been turned down in getting himself jerked off by Carlita, he must have decided to let the women fend for themselves with
no more warnings from him when somebody is coming. Everyone turns their head toward the hallway, except for Leticia. Her head turned not
one inch as she continued to try to suck the juices out of my little crawfish head. So caught up in her enjoyment she must not have heard the
sound of the main doors opening. I still have the end of my dick in Leticia's mouth when a male officer steps up to the cell with a different
woman next to him.

"Mr. Bannister, your lawyer is here to see you."

[TeenFan]

The Practice Dummy
Part 25. Getting Out of the Cell


Leticia opened her eyes, glanced over at the holding cell door just as it was starting to slide open. The black woman pulls her head back, my
dick departing from her mouth with an audible popping sound. She looks suddenly scared when she sees a male officer and a nicely dressed
woman step into the holding cell. What Leticia did next was a total shock to me.

"That boy caught me by surprise he did. Knocked my teeth out he did. Walked right up to me, winked at me with his wee wicked eye, then
stuck his thing into my mouth. I'm gonna press charges I am."

"Hey, I did no such thing," I protested. I was wondering if anybody could believe such a cock-n-bull story. How can a handcuffed fourteen year
old who don't even weigh a hundred pounds force himself onto a grown woman twice his size, with a grown woman three times his size sitting
there just watching the whole thing go down? The only big thing about me was my bobbing boner, which was sticking almost all the way up,
my head looking wet and extra large from all that suction.

Fortunately the police officer wasn't fooled. "Sure, sure Miss Fancy Pants. If you want to complain...tell it to the judge...whenever you get to
see one."

The woman with the officer was of medium build, probably around forty years old, and she had on a nice pin-striped gray pantsuit. I immediately
liked the looks of "My Lawyer". She had a no nonsense way about her. My lawyer grabs me by the shoulders, then she spins me around to make
an immediate assesment of my physical condition. She objected to me being handcuffed, but the police officer said the cuffs stay on until the
judge orders their removal.

"You weren't harmed by anyone were you?" the lawyers asks. I was somewhat confused. What kind of harm does she mean by that. Physically
the only time I felt harmed was when Officer Fratello stuck her finger up my ass while she cavity checked me in the shower room. The rest of
it was some embarrassing moments when I was sort of forced to do the upright nasty thing with Large Marge's giant sized boobs, or when the
black woman's lips locked me into place partially inside her face. Maybe I'll make a complaint about it later, but at that moment I was only too
happy to get the hell out of that holding cell...if that is what the appearance of this lawyer meant.

"My name is Mrs. Statler. I'm Angie's aunt. She told me a very interesting story. I agreed to represent you, pro bono. That means no charge
for right now, not today...but that may need to change if things aren't wrapped up quickly."

My new lawyer held onto my arm as she and I were escorted out of Holding Cell A. She continued to hang onto my arm all the way past
the Duty Sergeant's desk, past the whole mess of officers, and though a door to the other part of the building that had the courtrooms.

"Wait...what about me getting something to wear?" I asked, as the three of us entered a stately hallway adorned with the paintings of past
distinguished lawmen and women. The hallway was mostly empty, but there were a few older adults, both male and female, who were briskly
walking while carrying briefcases. More lawyers going about their business, they glance over at me with only mildly shocked expressions.

More shocked was a family seated at one of the benches near the wall. A mom with a group of kids looks up at me. Two girls and a boy, all under
the age of ten stare at me as I am perp walked past them, their jaws dropped down in shock.

"Why is he nekkid?" the boy asks.

Using this as an opportunity to scare her son straight, the mom says, "That is what happens when you get caught lying to your momma.
I can pick up the phone and have the police haul your ass off to jail. And they'll strip search you before tossing you in the cell."

The boy starts blubbering, "I won't tell no lies momma. Don't call no police on me momma."

I would have laughed if I found it funnier. I was in no laughing mood. I'm still naked and cuffed and on my way to see the judge and my dick
is hard as if it's the only thing that likes the prospect of doing hard time. I was beginning to suspect that having been touched over and over
by various different officers and inmates, being made to get an erection over and over without getting jerked off, that the result is my dick
refused to go down. My little head held itself high while I wanted to hang my head in shame.

[Trundle]

I was almost sad to see Dirk leave the cell because it's been so much fun reading what's been happening in there to him

But I like seeing the story move on, and the idea of the poor boy being dragged through the building still naked and erect in front of all these shocked strangers is amazing. I wonder what the judge makes of all this, will he finally be given something to wear? Will his penis finally get soft? I hope the answer is no to both those questions !

[tim409]

The Practice Dummy
Part 25. Getting Out of the Cell

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"Why is he nekkid?" the boy asks.

Using this as an opportunity to scare her son straight, the mom says, "That is what happens when you get caught lying to your momma.
I can pick up the phone and have the police haul your ass off to jail. And they'll strip search you before tossing you in the cell."

The boy starts blubbering, "I won't tell no lies momma. Don't call no police on me momma."

I noticed that momma did not have to say anything to the girls but maybe it is because males cause most of the problems (93 % of inmates are male although we makes up less than half the population) I would have liked to hear more of the girls reaction such as what is that thing sticking out of him momma. Hopefully there are some young girls in the court room perhaps waiting for their brother to see the judge?

Maybe the judge (hopefully a woman who is tired of all the males being brought before her) will start a "Scared Stiff" program where all the males have to be brought before her naked.

[TeenFan]

The Practice Dummy
Part 26. All Rise


When my lawyer, Mrs. Statler, and I were escorted into the courtroom there were around twelve other people in there. It looked to me like
six prisoners were there to see the judge with six lawyers standing next to each prisoner to help them make their plea deals. Three of the
prisoners were in regular civilian clothes, three wore the orange county inmate suit, and I was the only one not wearing anything at all except
for the handcuffs. Four guys and two women waited to plead guilty or not guilty. One of the women inmates looked over at me and she had
a way to get everyone's attention onto me right away.

"OH Lordy Almighty. There's a naked boy in here."

The other woman, who is in an orange county suit, then says, "If I could be charged with thought crime, I'd be doing two terms of prison time.
I'm thinking some mighty naughty things right now."

The bailiff, a stern looking older officer, who looks like he's been sucking on a lemon slice tells everyone in the room to shut up, "Speak to your
lawyers only people. The judge should be out shortly."

Mrs. Statler then spoke to me, but it wasn't what I expected to hear.

"Dang it...will you look at your dick. I have to fix this."

My lawyer wanted me to look at my dick? What the bleep. I looked down and I could see right away what the issue was. The head of my penis,
and the area right beyond that, was smeared with some bright red smudges. I was momentarily confused, but then I remembered. The black
woman in the holding cell, Leticia, she had gaudy bright red lipstick on. When that woman sucked the end of my dick, she left quite a lot of
evidence behind.

I was just at the point of getting a softer cock when I was brought into the courtroom. I had been hard up for the longest time. I actually was
looking forward to getting a limp dick.

Mrs. Statler took out a couple of tissues from a pack she kept in a pocket of her business suit. She then pulls out a small bottle of water from
another pocket. Wetting the tissues on one corner my lawyer starts to rub the lipstick markings. Rub rub rub all around the head the wet tissue
scrubs and scrapes. It took several rounds of wetting tissues and wiping, but most of the red smears got rubbed off. In the meantime, so much
for my limp dick. The fresh contact on me in that sensitive spot makes me hard like an oven baked brick. I was the first one in attendance in
the courtroom to follow the bailiffs next directions.

"All rise."

I was already standing, my penis was already risen, and I turned to see an older woman in black robes enter the courtroom.

"The court of the Honorable Judge Jenkins is now in session," the bailiff speaks loudly.

Everyone in the courtroom stands up. The judge takes her seat at a large wooden desk raised up on a platform. Judge Jenkins picks up and
slams the gavel down with a thump.

"You all may be seated," the judge says, and she looks about the room.

I see the eyes of the judge fall upon me instantly. I'm just about to sit down when Judge Jenkins points toward me.

"This is most unusual, Mrs. Statler. I'll begin with you. Bring your client up here before me."

I cursed my bad luck. Why did I have to go first. I was last to enter the damn courtroom. The woman looked very interested in me. She must
have been older than sixty, her curly hair mostly silvery gray. Why does she want to take my case first. I should be allowed to cool my heels
for a while, get a chance to calm down.

The lawyer holds my arm as we step forward. I could hear some laughter, very quiet laughter but it was still there. The judge bangs the
gavel on her desk as the bailiff yells out "Quiet down."

The judge has a stack of papers on her desk. She picks one up and she looks it over briefly. I could tell right away that this sheet was all about
me, as the judge chuckles while reading it, even glancing at me a time or two. Then the judge's face gets all serious again as she reads out
the charges.

"Mr. Bannister. I see now why you were brought into my courtroom today in your peculiar state of undress. You are charged with being a public
nuisance and streaking through a public space, a city park to be specific, and lewd conduct. Now what about your physical appearance could
be considered to be lewd? Hmm. You do seem to be excited to be here. How old are you young man, and how do you plead?"

Before I even have a chance to think about what the judge is asking me, my lawyer says, "Mr. Bannister is fourteen years old. He pleads not
guilty. But if your honor would be favorably inclined, we will enter a plea of "No Contest" in exchange for agreeing to public service."

Judge Jenkins looks interested at what proposal my lawyer wants to make. I'm wondering if getting out of this is possible without jail time,
though I'm wondering why am I still cuffed like I'm some sort of raving mad lunatic charged with aggravated assault. I'm no danger to anyone,
can't they see that?

"You have a proposal for how to make amends for this lad's lascivious misadventures. How should he pay his debt to society Mrs. Statler?"

"It has come to my understanding there is a Water Safety and Rescue class about to be conducted at the city natatorium in a matter of less than
two hours from now. This safety course is designed for young people, mostly High Schoolers, who want to have Lifeguarding jobs for the summer
at the various pools run by the parks and recreation department. This class is in desperate need for a voluntary victim in simulated drowning situations. Also the police department's CPR training dummy somehow got damaged during a hostage negotiation training session. The
lifeguarding class was supposed to get use of that CPR training dummy, but unfortunately the dummy's head got shot off. I propose that Mr. Bannister here step in as a volunteer for the class, fulfilling public service requirements instead of jail time. My client,
Dirk Bannister will be the replacement practice dummy."

[Jeepman89]

WE finally find out where the title of this story came from.