The intruders, who had entered the house by force, were fatally shot by police detectives Larry Anderson and Suzanne Fredericks. The detectives were i...nterviewing Letterman and a family friend, Heather Guardalabene. Guardalabene and the detectives were unhurt. According to police sources, the motive for the killing is not yet known, nor did sources comment on the purpose of the interviews.SUZANNE PULLED UP TO HEATHER'S house a little before noon. After a moment to survey the house, she tapped. By 8:15, he had her well up to speed, and even a little bit ahead of what her teacher had gone over so far, so he sent her up to take her bath and get ready for bed.He was actually pleased that they had taken this much time on her school work, since it wouldn't leave too much time for their nightly activity period. He wanted to keep her "revved up" but didn't want her to get too hot tonight as they wrestled, tickled and whatever. He still planned to wait until next week to really work her. Listen, Susan, you walked out of our home with full intentions of shattering our — OUR!! — wedding vows. This is no longer your home. Go home, Susan. Get out…”I watched Susan lose all her color, as she began to realize some of the consequences of her actions.She stared at me for a long moment, then started to tear up.I shook my head and repeated, “Go home, Susan.”She slowly turned and walked away with her shoulders slumped.I shut the door, locked it, then fell to my knees, and leaned against. I pushed felt my cock slide deep into her pussy. Her hands grabbed my ass and I felt nails dig in.I start to pump her pussy with long deep strokes. Each time my balls slapped against her ass she moaned and each time I pulled back she would whimper. I grabbed her ankles and pinned them over her head and started pounding her pussy as hard I could."Fuck me! Oh Yes Daddy! Make your slut!" She screamedI looked into her eyes and watched as yet another orgasm rocked her! The sheet under us was soaked.