He dressed quickly and left the house with the goal of getting some of her favorite cinnamon rolls for breakfast. On his way he called his office and ...et them know that he would not be in today and maybe not tomorrow. When he got back he set the cinnamon rolls on the kitchen counter and set some coffee to brew and then went to go check on Erica. When he came into the room to bed was empty, but he could hear the shower running and as he approached the bathroom he heard a shuttering sensuous moan. Not quite a hangover, but close to one. Eve and Keith slept naked beside me. I must remember what happened. Write it down as soon as I can. There is a desk with a pad of paper and a pot of pens. It will do fine. The room is cold but my clothes are nowhere to be found, probably downstairs. I sit down and start writing. How to write about it? I don’t really know. I am a writer but nothing has trained me for this. I don’t even have the vocabulary. Penis, vagina, coitus, copulate all sound so. She was starting to shout, so I needed to act fast. I brought a leg up and brought my foot straight down onto her diaphragm. I felt all of the air rush out of her as her shouts turned into gasps of air. Moving fast, I let go of her legs and moved up to her neck, then slamming her head into the ground hard enough to daze her. By now I was becoming accustomed to removing the shirts, and had hers off in seconds. She tried to plead with me, but still couldn’t get much out. I ignored her and ripped. I’ll drop off the bag with her and send her to Tom.”“Good. Hope the cops don’t follow you...” He broke off when there was a knock at the door.The second officer had returned. “Dispatch wants us to leave but you have to call this number when your son returns.” He handed Duncan a card. “Be sure you do, there are legal consequences if he doesn’t contact us, you know.”“Okay, officer,” Duncan acknowledged.As soon as the officer left, Duncan got on the phone to his solicitor. He was still talking.