"Well to be honest I don't like going to the Sheriff's office. We could do it at my place, or I can meet you on neutral ground, if you like." I said."...ell, since I know where you live, your place would be fine." she said.We agreed on an hour later. So I gave the box a quick cleaning, which included a careful vacuuming. Since Mary Ellen had never been in the place, I didn't mind a visit from the crime lab, let alone a detective.I checked out the refurbished computer I had bought to replace my. I had known Terri all my life, she and my mum would often go out together and were forever on the phone with each other. However, moving in with Terri was still a large upheaval in my life, I had been used to living in quite a large three bedroom council house with my mum, and now had to move in to Terri's small two bedroom apartment with her two cats. Terri apologised, my bedroom had been her home office so I was sharing with her filing cabinets and desk, which was a bit of a mess, and would. And tonight, her parents were going to their cottage, leaving her home by herself! Or that’s what they thought! Jamie desperately hoped to get her boyfriend Bobby up to Zoey's parents' bedroom and there officially and unequivocally get his love dart up inside her.Jamie had been going out with Bobby for a couple of months now. Bobby was a nice kid. Certainly nicer than some of the boys she had gone out with before. He was a bit slow in the uptake department though! She had been dropping. I did the triple S and got dressed.Back in the bedroom, I slapped her face until she was more or less awake.“Wake up, Bitch! What were you thinking shitting into my room? What the fuck do you think I walk you dogs for?”For good measure, I slapped her a few more times, unclipped the leash and grabbed her by the neck. I kinda missed her hair as a handle. I pressed her face into her shit and slowly moved it around.“This. Is. Not. Your. Toilet. You. Will. Never. Again. Piss. Or. Shit. In. This..