It had been over a week since we last hooked up and I had realized that I was somewhat addicted to my gay fuck buddy. But ‘absence makes the heart g...row fonder’ as the saying goes, and I was shameless. We were waiting for his friend Paul, at his cabin. I had spent almost two hours in the car with Matt, unable to tear into him like I was desperate to. I had taken off extra days to give myself a long weekend that I was told would be somewhere between ‘a really hot group fuck, to an unforgettable. Dumb little slut."Darren began yanking at the ropes around his wrists as Miko slid herhand underneath the skirt and panties he was wearing."Oh My!" said Miko. "You're the complete package! Sarah is going to havefun with you." Sarah? Was that the banker you picked up last year?" Yes he is. He's turned out to be a wonderful find. It took no time towhip him into shape. It helped that he didn't want ruin his wonderfullittle career or his relationship with his wife and 2 kids. So hegrovels at my. He turned me, "identification."I reached into my vest slowly as four more officers arrived and pulled out my identification. He relaxed after looking at it, the others were checking the men I had shot, "what happened?"I straightened and accepted my ID back, "I was going home when they came for me and pulled the pistols."He glanced down, "and you managed to kill all four before they could get off a shot?"One of the other officers stood and chuckled, "you ever been to Whyte's gunfighter. "All we have is a location." OK, I'll inform Morgana and we'll go look," said Róisín.It was a ten minute walk from the office to Eaton Row in London where the first incident of magical interference had taken place. Back in 1972 Lord Lucan had moved into a flat here after his separation from his wife and his mental state had deteriorated into one of paranoia at this spot or in his next flat in Elizabeth Street. Eaton Row proved a bust as not even Róisín could make out anything other than.