"All three of you, take the groceries inside and put them away. Then get naked and, Ladies, you will be wearing your tails when I enter the house." Th...y all nodded.I went to the driver's side of the SUV and said, "Open." Gretchen opened the door. "Out." She got out. I said, "Strip completely and come into the house through that door." I pointed to the door on the porch facing the lake."Yes, Sir." Her face looked both anxious and anticipatory. I went in the back door and watched as she made her. What's happened?"The Scarsdale cop waved at Victoria, who was facing the wall, so she didn't have to look at the room. "And Victoria Stuyvesant?" She's indisposed," Kennedy said gently."I find it odd that you aren't," the Scarsdale detective said.Detective Harrison put his hand on Kennedy's arm before she could wind up to set the record straight. "Miss Kennedy, four policemen are dead, three from New York and one off duty officer from Scarsdale hired for security. Five more security people died. ”“Opal Anne, maybe that’s why you became a whore.”“I don’t think so. I mean it’s not like after the one time with my daddy that I went out looking for every cock I could find. I wasn’t with another man until I was almost sixteen. He said that he wanted to marry me, and we ran away together to Wichita. Then after he fucked me a few times, he left me in the hotel room. I found that the hotel was actually a brothel.”“The woman running the brothel said he skipped out on the room rent and demanded. We helped her unpack all day, leaving few boxes left, that she decided to give to charity. We both had a great time with her, chatting, dancing to her radio, playing around, and occasional stopping for a few "breaks". She's got a beautiful energy about her and reminds me allot of my wife, and I knew I'd grow to like her more and more each time I was with her, just like all of the other women of the cul-de-sac. We left about two hours before her husband came home, giving her some time to shower.