He needs to ask you some questions, and you need to wait, after he asks these questions, to see if it's all right for you to answer them. Do you under...stand?" Sure, I understand, Uncle Bunny. I didn't assault Brenda. I was trying to break up the fight, that's all." Kenny, maybe it would be best if you just started at the beginning, telling me what actually happened out there last night. I've heard from all the Connors already. I've spoken with the Carstairs girl, and with several eye witnesses.. The priest that was with them was a short, wiry man who was bloodthirsty, calling for the death of all men who stood in their way, and the taking of the women for pleasure or slavery. He was not above the use of these women himself, preferring those girls that had barely started their menses. He took particular joy in hearing their screams as he violated them. Even better was if he could do the act in full view of the parents before he had them killed.The hatred of this depravity was something. With the phone in my hand I swiveled the chair around and put my feet up against the dark paneled wall for a moment. It sure felt good sitting in this chair, that's for sure. Just as I was getting lost in the comfortable surroundings I was startled by someone knocking on the doorframe. Thinking it might be Jack, I quickly turned back around and put the phone down. "Did I startle you, Mr. Benson?" In front of my eyes was one of the hottest-looking blondes I have ever had the pleasure of feasting. We got to her place and she pulled a bottle of water out of the refrigerator for both of us as we started to cool down. In a few minutes she opened a nice bottle of Bordeaux and poured a glass fro each of us. After we cooled down she suggested I shower first and the she would and we could go to dinner. She told me to use the shower in the master bathroom because she was having trouble with the shower head in the other bathroom. She gave me an armful of towels. I went into the guest room and got.