I grabbed a bottle of single malt whiskey and, having no alternative, poured some into a plastic cup. XXX ‘Now tell me where the bastard hides that stuff, before I break this kitchen apart.’
‘Second cupboard on the right of the stove. It had something to do with me going to a private school. Not as loud as I would have expected, but loud enough. I pulled out of her mouth, which caused her to elick a disapointed moan. Around me were cans of beer, there even was a keg, but my interest was elsewhere. I looked for a place to park, but there were way to many cars, so I ended up parking two streets further. A year would have been too short
