The gas wouldn't work. You'd just warn them of your intentions." That's it! They knew what we were preparing to do and attacked."The double doors burs... open and Carstairs group entered. A dumfounded servant didn't know what to make of their impropriety. Carstairs said, "We have to talk, now!"The doors were closed by the last men and they took up defendable positions around the room. Colins' rage had been bottled up until now. They had burst into his home and into his room. "What's all this. Leaving the conversation at that point, finding ways to pleasure each other for an hour or so before falling asleep, is now the priority. They also are getting into a routine. One where Les and Phoebe have learned to take turns being the giver and the receiver. Some nights it is just one seeing to the other’s need without wanting anything for themselves. Other nights, Les and Phoebe do a bit of both. Tonight is one of those evenings. They climb into bed to scissor each other. Their cunts. “I guess. I’m not really much of a partier. Not much of a social guy.”“Oh yeah, eh?” Lauren nodded. “Why’s that?”“I dunno. All I do for work is play the same video game over and over. And it’s not exactly a super-social activity. I guess I’m not that social to begin with.” He took another careful sip. “When you’re around others a lot, drinking is seen as fun. When you’re – when you’re by yourself, it’s just… seen as unhealthy.”“Ha.” Lauren chuckled nervously. “I’ve drank alone more times than. We’ll take you down to the station. Somebody else will take your cruiser back.”“Go with them Patrolman,” ordered Crowley.“Yes, sir.” I got out of the back seat and began following them.When we got to their car, an unmarked Crown Vic, Barker stopped and pulled out a large evidence bag. “How about putting your service weapon in here for me. Like I said, this is just routine. When we’re done, you’ll get it back.”“Uh, okay.” I pulled my pistol and placed it in the bag, which Barker closed and.