Just under three quarters of an hour later my mobile rang, it was Trish.“Aunty I’m just ringing to say I’ll be at a friend’s tonight but I hav... my laptop and its all set up. Just press your emergency button if you need me and I will come ok,” there was a pause then “Ok aunty love you too.”I went straight over and switched on my main entertainment centre, it’s like a computer base which feeds into 42” plasma TV and there was Brian saying,“Can I take your coat?” but Trish just sat in a chair. Easy wear, jersey material, and lightweight for easy access, Rita was removing hers as she laid on her bed. Hal removed his pants, crawled over her as she guided his cock inside. In a minute. He was thrusting rapidly, she grinned “slow down, I shouldn't have any company for another hour, your brother and his boys are at the Pool”. Hal slowed his stroke then came in another 5 minutes, hunching rapidly! He rolled off gasping “you mean it really is better than that”? Rita smiled “you'll always. After work the following evening I hurried home to get ready for the ‘big night out.’ Grabbing a quick shower, drying and straightening my hair, putting minimal make-up on (eye-liner and mascara) and dressing in a tight purple vest top, which had black gems and sequins on covered with a jacket and black three-quarter length trousers and flats (Well I didn’t want to be taller than Ben did I?). And I was finally ready. I got a taxi with a colleague from work, Gareth. Gareth was much older than I. “Why the fuck should we tell you?” one of the others asked, but the first guy only repeated his previous answer.“Fuck you, asshole. We don’t know nothing!” he yelled at my light. By now I was tired of this and decided that a little more pressure was necessary if I was going to get any answers out of them. I drew the silenced .22 pistol from my left holster, took aim, and shot the first guy in the knee with it. He promptly screamed, long and loud, in agony from the pain of his ruined knee.