‘Hey.’ She whispered back, a twinge of sadness failing to stay on her tongue. ‘You OK?’ ‘I’m…a lot better than I was last night, and a w...ole lot better than I would have been if you hadn’t been here.’ She smiled shyly down at my chest, suddenly unable to meet my gaze. ‘Do you want to talk about it?’ Goddammit. ‘No.’ She said. She seemed to steel herself before looking back up at me. ‘But I need to.’ ‘Ok.’ I nodded. ‘Here and now, or do you want some coffee first?’ ‘Can we have coffee here?’ She. ''Too many times but never mind that, I just got some Intel on that case you were working on, we found a location of the supposed meeting between our snitch and some shady characters'' He replies, somewhat ignoring her previous statement, he continues smoking his cigar.She let's out a sigh of relief, waiting in anticipation, staring at him to drop a name or anything giving her a clue regarding the case. He puts a map on the table, tapping his finger on a specific location on the map.''There!. This was the first major change. The second was when the local girl's school was bombed and it's female pupils arrived to continue their education at Glenhurn. We were moved from the most comfortable dorms, and our beds taken by the girl's. As all but a few of our masters had been sent away to war, it was seen as a stroke of good fortune that along with our new female pupils came a multitude of female staff. Those masters who remained were quite old and decrepit, and Mrs. Dickinson banished. There were two big black guys fucking my two daughters, while my naked wife watched them. I watched for a few minutes and then I slinked back down the hallway to the stairs and down the stairs to my office.I went through my drawers till I found my pistol. I went charging back up the stairs to end this torture to my two baby girls.I crashed through the bedroom door and I pointed the gun at the two black bastards.'Get the fuck off my daughters, or I will kill you both on the spot, ' I growled at.