We were going to play some cards." Kate, I said right now! And I meant it! I don't want you down there, especially with that boyfriend!"Kate looked at...Dave, and then at Sophia, and then at the intercom panel. She hit the intercom. "Dad? Go fuck yourself." Everyone in the room looked at her in complete shock, especially Dave. "Did you hear me, Dad? Let me repeat. Go fuck yourself." She sat down"Jesus Christ, is that door locked?" Jessie asked with a giggle."Yup!" Warren confirmed. It was a good. .........................................................................................Life went on in Cockington as always . Boring as hell and twice as shitty.Nothing ever happened in Cocking ton ,everyone knew that.It was Sunday evening and Harriet and Hermoine had packed small brown suitcases with the bare necessities of life.“Why if fuck did we do that” said Hermoine.“I have not a fucking clue” replied Harriet.Hermoine was sleeping over again and the girls were eager to start licking. Not to mention his eyes were rolled back in his head again. Once inside I said goodbye to Stu and Ellen turned to me and said with a big smile “had a great time hope to see you again soon” the hug was great. She grab my ass hard. My cock stiffened. I could tell she noticed. She moaned in my ear. I left those two and proceed to my room. I opened my door and a female voice said “close the door and strip everything off”. I did not recognize the voice, I thought it was a mistake. She said it. “Do you own a handgun like the one used to kill him?” was his next question.“With what kind of gun was he shot?” I asked before I took another pull on my cold beer.“That information is not being divulged yet,” answered the cop as he emptied yet another bottle and released a loud belch.“In that case, the answer is a firm ‘no’. I don’t own a gun like the one used to kill poor Tyler,” I stated firmly.“Aha!” chuckled Cook as he reached for the gun in the holster near his armpit. “Only the killer.