Susan sat up in bed, her heart pounding. It took a moment before she realized that she'd just had a nightmare. God, now even her dreams were fucking o...er her. She turned to Barry's side of the bed, but he wasn't there. A glance at the bedside clock showed that it was 3a.m. Where was he? Through the bedroom door she saw flickering light from the direction of the den and she got up and walked to it. There was Barry, jacking off again, watching a videotape of Susan sucking the dick of one man. ’ ‘Let the record show that Sally Brandt has declined legal counsel.’ He turned back to me and said, ‘My questions for you are fairly simple since I understand that you’ve spent the most time with Mr. DeShade after he was released from the Seattle Veterans Hospital to the care of your family while he’s been recovering from his injuries.’ ‘What I’d like to know,’ he continued ‘is this. Do you think he’d be dangerous to Ellen and Nancy Tremons?’ ‘Never,’ I said. ‘He’d never harm them and he would. Vernessa thanked her gracefully and rushed towards the stairs to take her to the 3rd floor. It was not difficult to fine room 308 on the third floor. She got in the room to find it full of 11th grade students doing their usual talking and running around. In a few minutes the final bell rang, the buzzer sounded in the class room and quickly all the students took their assigned seats ready for her to start the class. Soon as she launched the lecture, the door of the hall way got kicked open and. When the payment was made Jean had been the complete gentleman. Svetlana had no idea how much they cost. Beyond the windowpane London was dark, cold and rainy. It was Wednesday October 19, 1955. It rained almost all day in London that day. For eighteen hours it was raining and for the other six it was dark, cloudy and cold. Inside the apartment all the lights were out. The tip of Svetlana’s cigarette glowed bright red when she inhaled. An ambient yellow glow from the street lamps outside.