Alia was going to do some investigating and find out who was home at that time in the morning to narrow down the options. Her mind seemed to go off in...o another place for a bit, thinking about god knows what.We didn’t talk much, Alia seemed too distracted and went home after thirty minutes. As she was going out the gate, she turned to me “Oh, and do be home Monday night. Make sure all of your lights are out. You just might enjoy yourself!” Then she disappeared out the gate and through her. ” The officer was a tough-looking woman, about Ellen’s height. The police uniform mostly abstracted her physical attributes but her round face with green eyes were something Ellen enjoyed looking at. “Good afternoon lady,” the officer said, “my name is officer Zona, was it you that placed the call for help?”Ellen felt relieved, “yes, it was me, please come with me, the futanari who lives in this house is raping my friend!” Hearing this, Officer Zona wasted no time and stormed the house with. They then went for their customary walk in the grounds—perhaps their last chance for some private time to themselves. Everything seemed the same as it had been during the last occasion that they were there: except, of course, that they were all a little older and more contented. Their first stop was once again the marble tomb of Albus Dumbledore. It had become their tradition to first pay their respects to their former headmaster. It still shone in the Autumn sunshine; although the marble had. She suggested lunch. She was surprised when Ada agreed without question. The date was set contingent upon Ada making contacts with her revenue generating source. Miles was feeling cramped living inside. He just wanted to go back on he road. The scooter was ready, and his ten year old truck had been serviced and it was deemed as good as it would get, by his mechanic. If the Samples proved to be of any use, he would be using the truck to transport his small amount of tools to the most likely job.