I couldn't speak. I started to take a step backward."Yeah, bro," Marv said. He didn't even look at me."Either get in here or get the fuck out. Don't j...st stand there like a statue."I didn't know what to do. My feet were frozen to the floor. Kay turned her head and looked directly at me. Her eyes locked on me."Yeah," she said. "Get in here or go. Your choice."She flashed a quick smile and winked at me. And I knew right away that she wanted me in the room. And that leaving might mean the end of. UuuuuummmmmmmmmAb uncle ne lund chut se nikala aur mummy ko kutiya bana diya.Ab mummy kutiya.Ban gayiii.Unki.Gaand uper nikal ke aa gayi.Aur chuchiya niche latak.Rahi thi.An uncle ne apna.Lund pakadke mummy ke chut me lagaya aur mummy ke baaal pakadke ek jor ka.Dhaka maara aur lund chut me ghus gaya.Mummy ke muh se siskaari nikali. Iiiiiiiiiaaahhjjjjjj,,,,iiissssssuuimmmmmmAb uncle mummy ke baal pakadke aisi.Chudai.Kar rahe the jaise kisi ghodi ki swaari kar rahe ho.Uncle ke muh se bhi aawazein. Just a little tired still," you mumble as you get up and walk over to the fridge grabbing a glass on the way. Pouring yourself some grape juice, you turn around as your sister, Laura comes into the kitchen wearing a long night shirt and boxers. You replace the juice in the fridge and return your seat at the table as Laura sniffs at the smell of the pancakes."Smells great, Mum. How much longer will they be?" she asks."Not long. Just have one more to cook," she replies.Satisfied, Laura comes over. "Ah, I think I struck a soft spot in that hardened armor of yours." Yes sir," Holly began to weep. He noticed they were real tears, not fake ones many women used to make men feel sorry for them. Her hands covered her face as she cried. She thought of being kicked off the force, going to trial, spending years in prison, and most of all losing Gladys.Ferguson waited patiently until the sobbing ebbed. He read the report over again to make sure he didn't miss anything."Sir, you know I'm gay." Yes I.