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THE GOLDEN RULES - CHAPTER 2
Subject: The changing of the guard…
Dear W.S.
I have acquired documents that may be of some interest to you, see attached.
The documents are police transcripts and the one being interviewed is a friend. His name is Hector, tall, handsome, athletic, doesn’t drink or smoke, he’s a volunteer lifesaver, speaks German and he’s an architect. As you’ll soon find out he has a thing for detail.
I think he could be the one.
Always yours
Clare
Rule Number 6: Never lie, never lie, never lie and never tell the truth
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KINGS CROSS POLICE STATION
TRANSCRIPT OF TAPED INTERVIEW OF SETH HECTOR
CONDUCTED BY: SENIOR SERGEANT PEPPER
WITNESS: SENIOR CONSTABLE DANNY
CASE NUMBER: 28-1508212
March 18, 2013 @ 20:28:00
PEPPER: Please state your surname.
HECTOR: Hector
PEPPER: And your first name?
HECTOR: Seth, but you can call me Hector.
PEPPER: Is it true that you have been stalking Ms Clare Milford?
HECTOR: No. We’re having an online relationship. You could say I’m in love with her.
PEPPER: I’m not saying that Hector, but what I will say is some people would consider
your feelings for Ms Milford as an obsession and I believe your actions in recent months would be found to be stalking.
HECTOR: That’s your opinion. Unless you know this woman you wouldn’t understand.
PEPPER: How did you meet Ms Milford?
HECTOR: I met her online.
PEPPER: Do you often meet people online?
HECTOR: Only when I want to fuck.
PEPPER: You mean masturbate.
HECTOR: No, that’s different. I go online to find people who want casual sex.
PEPPER: So you don’t frequent bars or nightclubs to meet people?
HECTOR: Sometimes. If you want to get off your face and get prick teased then you go to a club. If you want to fuck then you go online.
PEPPER: How long ago did you meet Ms Milford?
HECTOR: Ummm, about 9 months ago. It was just by chance. We met in a chat room. We exchanged Skype and email addresses so we could stay in touch.
PEPPER: How often did you keep in touch?
HECTOR: Once or twice a week in the beginning and then everyday when things heated up between us.
PEPPER: What did you chat about with Ms Milford and how long were your chat sessions?
HECTOR: We chatted a lot, sometimes 1-4 hours, just small talk, we made each other laugh. We shared personal stuff; secret fantasies that kind of thing. She sent me some photos and then I fell for her.
PEPPER: What kind of photos did Ms Milford send you?
HECTOR: What kind of photos do you think she sent me, pictures of her family portrait and pets?
PEPPER: We need as much detail as possible if this goes to court. It could assist you in your defence.
HECTOR: Have you met Clare in the flesh?
PEPPER: (inaudible)
HECTOR: I’ve been with a lot of beautiful women, but none of them would rate in comparison to Clare.
PEPPER: How would you describe Ms Milford?
HECTOR: What kind of question is that?
PEPPER: If you saw Ms Milford in a public space do you think you would recognise her?
HECTOR: What are you kidding? I’ve seen her photos and watched her on video calls.
PEPPER: Can you describe her?
HECTOR: Tall, brunette, slim build… You guys into cybersex? You like webcam models right? You heard of the cam girl Vicious Love?
PEPPER: (inaudible)
HECTOR: Anyway, this chick is an absolute glamour, her body is out of this world and the tits… perfectly natural, the world stands still when those babies come out. Her body can turn any self-proclaimed sex machine into a 2-stroke blubber boy. Well, what I’m getting at is Clare’s the same calibre of girl to look at anyway. Clare’s also very intelligent.
PEPPER: Do you find Ms Milford attractive?
HECTOR: Is this a trick question?
PEPPER: No, it’s not. I’m just trying to understand your feelings for this woman. Do you look at Ms Milford in a sexual way?
HECTOR: It’s impossible to look at Clare in any other way. She’s intoxicating. What chance did I have not to fall in love with her? She’s the full package... (inaudible) also intimidating.
PEPPER: Can you speak up Hector? What do you mean by intimidating?
HECTOR: She’s attractive, intelligent and she’s got experience. She’s done stuff I’ve never even heard of… I’m talking about full throttle hardcore sex. Most people would feel threatened by her.
PEPPER: You don’t feel threatened by her?
HECTOR: Not really. I’m experienced with women. I know how to handle them, but Clare is different. I won’t deny she hasn’t planted a seed of doubt in my mind.
PEPPER: What do you mean by that?
HECTOR: The more I got to know her the more I wondered if I had what it takes.
PEPPER: To do what?
HECTOR: To meet her expectations, to pleasure her, to fulfil her fantasies.
PEPPER: So have you participated in sexual activities with Ms Milford?
HECTOR: In a virtual sense?
PEPPER: Is that a question or a statement?
HECTOR: It’s a question. Do you mean have I masturbated with Clare on the phone, or online or actually had sex with her?
PEPPER: All of the above.
HECTOR: We’ve messed around online, on video, web cam. She’s called me and told me things that have turned me on. Sometimes she hasn’t said anything at all. I could hear her masturbating or having sex.
PEPPER: So would you say Ms Milford was a willing participant in your sexual activities?
HECTOR: (laughs) Yes. She instigated them and encouraged me.
PEPPER: In what way did she encourage you?
HECTOR: She would say something provocative, talk dirty to me.
PEPPER: Can you elaborate on these activities?
HECTOR: You want me to give you more detail?
PEPPER: Yes, for the record.
HECTOR: She would often chat with me whilst at work from her smartphone. She’d tell me how horny she was and then start masturbating at her desk. On one occasion when most of her colleagues were in a meeting with the boss, she took her laptop into her boss’ office and started playing with herself on a video call with me. She took her panties off and slid her wet pussy all over his leather furniture. She was riding armrests, rubbing stress balls on her clitoris, inserting pens, phallic sculptures and ornaments into her pussy. It was out of control. I was nervous that her boss would walk in at any moment, I didn’t know if I should be laughing or be extremely turned on by the show she was putting on for me. I guess I was both, laughing nervously and turned on at the same time. And the more I showed my pleasure, whilst watching her, the more she got turned on.
PEPPER: How did you show “pleasure” to Ms Milford?
HECTOR: She loved watching guys masturbate. She thought it was hot.
PEPPER: So did you masturbate in front of Ms Milford?
HECTOR: I don’t want to answer that.
PEPPER: Why? Do you really think a lawyer can get you out of this mess?
HECTOR: (inaudible)
PEPPER: Actually, you don’t need to answer the questions. We’ve seen the evidence.
HECTOR: What are you on about?
PEPPER: The videos you sent Ms Milford. We’ve been handed over all the evidence needed to successfully apply for a restraining order against you.
HECTOR: (laughs)
PEPPER: Do you think this is a joke Hector?
HECTOR: No, it’s a game.
PEPPER: What? You think we brought you in just because there’s nothing on TV Monday nights? Stalking is a crime, Hector.
HECTOR: I’m not a stalker!
PEPPER: Hector, tell me, when was the last time you actually spoke to Ms Milford?
HECTOR: I don’t (inaudible)
PEPPER: What was that?
HECTOR: I said I don’t know.
PEPPER: Let me tell you. (opens file) Two months ago!
HECTOR: That long?
PEPPER: Yes, Hector. It was 2 months ago since you last communicated directly with Ms Milford. But since then you have sent Ms Milford over 200 SMS text messages, 40 voicemail messages, 3000 Skype instant messages and over 20 MMS from your phone, most of which were pictures of your penis.
HECTOR: (laughs) You’re a funny cop.
PEPPER: I’m glad you find me amusing. Hector, this is serious and you have a fucking problem. You could lose everything if you don’t stop.
HECTOR: So now you’re the concerned cop?
PEPPER: Hector, I agree with you, I think you’re being played, but I’m a police officer and I have to do my job to enforce the law. The evidence is against you. The restraining order will most certainly be granted. You must not breach the order. If you are found to be in breach of the order, you will be arrested and face the consequences. You have to get on with your life. She’s not worth it.
HECTOR: You’ve met Clare, haven’t you?
PEPPER: Hector, I’m a professional.
HECTOR: No, offense Sarge…. But you’re just a man.
Rule Number 7: There are more than two sides to every sex game
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KINGS CROSS POLICE STATION
TRANSCRIPT OF TAPED INTERVIEW OF SETH HECTOR
CONDUCTED BY: SENIOR SERGEANT PEPPER
WITNESS: SENIOR CONSTABLE DANNY
CASE NUMBER: 28-1508212
May 12, 2013 @ 22:28:00
PEPPER: Please state your surname.
HECTOR: Hector
PEPPER: And your first name?
HECTOR: You know what to call me.
PEPPER: So Hector, is it true that you have breached your restraining order granted to Ms Clare Milford?
HECTOR: No, that is not true. Clare made contact with me.
PEPPER: When did Ms Milford contact you?
HECTOR: Friday at about 10am
PEPPER: Last Friday?
HECTOR: Yes
PEPPER: That would be Friday May 10, 2013 at 10am. What was the nature of the call?
HECTOR: I’m not sure. I could hear Clare, but she wasn’t saying anything.
PEPPER: What could you hear?
HECTOR: Clare was being slapped or whipped. It was hard to tell exactly.
PEPPER: Did it sound like somebody else was with her?
HECTOR: I didn’t think so at first, but considering what has happened in the last 48 hours, its likely she was with somebody when she called.
PEPPER: What was the duration of the call?
HECTOR: Umm, I was on the phone listening for about 30 minutes.
PEPPER: During that period of time did you communicate with Ms Milford?
HECTOR: No
PEPPER: What did you do for the duration of the call?
HECTOR: I listened to Clare have an orgasm and then the call ended.
PEPPER: Did you hang up?
HECTOR: No, the call disconnected at her end. Then within 5 minutes I received an SMS from Clare’s mobile.
PEPPER: What did the message say?
HECTOR: Nothing, it was an address.
PEPPER: So what did you do then?
HECTOR: I drove my car to the address.
PEPPER: You haven’t heard from this woman in over 4 months, so you decide to breach your restraining order and drive to the address she texted you?
HECTOR: Yes
PEPPER: What time did you arrive at the address?
HECTOR: I must have got there just before lunch… about 11:45am. It was impossible to concentrate on anything but Clare after her phone call, so I took the rest of the day off work.
PEPPER: Then what happened?
HECTOR: I went and checked out Clare’s house. I walked down the side of the house and knocked on the back door, but nobody answered, so I went back to the car and had something to eat while I waited. I was waiting for a while. I got out walked up and down the street to stretch the legs, then went back to the car and fell asleep. I woke up to the sound of a taxi speeding off from outside Clare’s house. I didn’t catch a glimpse of her, but I just saw the front door close. I jumped out of the car and walked back over to the house.
PEPPER: What time was this?
HECTOR: I don’t know a couple of hours later.
PEPPER: Continue.
HECTOR: Anyway, I knock on the front door. Nothing. I ring the bell. It’s broken. So I knock again and wait. Still nothing. So I decide to try the back door again. I walking down the side of the house when I go past the bathroom window there’s Clare in the shower.
PEPPER: Was the window open? How could you see?
HECTOR: I could see through the window. The glass wasn’t obscured. She’s a beautiful woman; she’s got nothing to be ashamed of and so I guess there’s no need for privacy.
PEPPER: I see. So did you try to break in at this point?
HECTOR: Let me explain the situation. Clare was in the shower, but she wasn’t just making herself squeaky-clean. She was masturbating-
PEPPER: (inaudible)
HECTOR: This wasn’t your average girly playtime in the shower discovering my body kind of thing either. This was fucking hardcore smacking my pussy, whilst I’m hanging from the shower curtain rod.
PEPPER: What do you mean?
HECTOR: She was fucking hanging herself whilst getting off.
PEPPER: Asphyxiation?
HECTOR: Erotic Asphyxiation! Chicks call it scarfing. It’s also called double clutching. Guys have one hand around the throat and the other around their-
PEPPER: So what then?
HECTOR: I started singing to myself.
PEPPER: Why?
HECTOR: I don’t know. It was at that moment I had a revelation from my youth. I realised the meaning to some lyrics to a song by Faith No More. The song was called RV.
PEPPER: What?
DANNY: I remember that song. How does it go again?
HECTOR: (singing) “I'm a swingin' guy. Throw a belt over the shower curtain rod.
And swing…”
PEPPER: Hector, stop singing this isn’t fucking “Stalkers Got Talent!!”
HECTOR: Sorry, I loved that song as a teenager.
DANNY: I thought that song was about suicide. He hates himself so much he wants to die. The next lines were something like, “throw me inside a hefty and put me in the ground.”
HECTOR: Yeah, I always thought it was about suicide too. “But the swinging guy,” line has a sexual connotation about it. The fact that he wants to be tossed inside a hefty and put in the ground, not even given a proper burial, makes me think his family would be ashamed to find their father dead, hanging in the shower with a hard-on. To die masturbating would be the most undignified death. Can you imagine? Your family kicks in the bathroom door to find dad dangling like a plucked chicken. Your final farewell is a one-gun salute with a line of cum shot across the bathroom floor, a goofy look slapped on your face and your tongue hanging out of your mouth. What a dad… what a wanker?
DANNY: No, I disagree. “A Big Hunk o' Love” is the most undignified death.
HECTOR: What the fuck is that?
DANNY: When you die on the crapper with your pants around your ankles. I’ve had a couple of callouts for those. Messy business helping paramedics move a dead body out of a confined bathroom space. They’re usually big-
PEPPER: All right, that’s enough Bevis and Butthead. You’ve covered all three topics on an entire season of MTV, music, masturbation and talking shit.
HECTOR: Sorry.
DANNY: (inaudible)
PEPPER: So where were we? You saw Ms Milford through her bathroom window allegedly hanging from the shower curtain rail masturbating. So after you serenaded her, what did you do next?
HECTOR: I watched her and made sure she didn’t slip.
PEPPER: Did she know you were there by this stage?
HECTOR: Of course she did. Clare’s been planning this for a very long time. This whole fucking bullshit with the restraining order is all a big twisted fantasy sex game of hers. Do you really think I put those bruises around her neck?
PEPPER: Hector, this has got nothing to do with what I think, this has everything to do with what can be proved.
HECTOR: Well, I’m telling you Clare was swinging in the shower hand fucking her pussy.
PEPPER: So you stood outside her window and watched her like some guardian angel sent down from Kings Cross to protect her.
HECTOR: No, I was fucking pulling myself off watching a sex goddess on a wing and a prayer with a one-way ticket to Nirvana.
PEPPER: So did she slip?
HECTOR: No, she’s done this sort of thing before and she was actually well equipped. She often told me about her choking and rape fantasies. I remember she spoke to me about purchasing the very choking device she was using in the shower. It had to be custom made to her exact body weight. The collar was connected to a cable rigged through a series of small pullies that would hold her up with most of her body weight suspended from it. As soon as she went limp and couldn’t fully support herself, the rig was designed to slowly release the cable and lower her safely to the floor. I couldn’t believe people actually designed these things purely for people who scarf.
PEPPER: I’m surprised how much you know about this choking game.
HECTOR: This isn’t a choking game, that’s another term used by kids fucking around trying to choke their mates. There’s nothing sexual about it. Erotic asphyxiation is for edge-players and hardcore sex addicts. And you’re right. I do know a bit about it, I’ve done my textbook research. I wanted to know exactly what I was getting into with this woman, but trust me I’ve only scraped the surface with Clare. It gets much deeper.
PEPPER: The shower scene… I want to know the details from when you entered the house.
HECTOR: Yeah, well everything I said about that choking device went out the window when Clare decided her fingers wouldn’t suffice. She pulls out this big pink latex cock from behind the shampoo bottles.
AUTHOR: That would make a good Herbal Essence advertisement.
HECTOR: You know the ones with the suction cup on the base? She then played around with the pulley system extending the cord so she could kneel on the floor. Clare stared straight at me with these fuck me eyes when she sucked on that dildo. For about 15 minutes there, my cock defied the boundaries of flesh and bone and passed through the glass windowpane and into Clare’s wet mouth. She licked my entire shaft with her long tongue before she licked the suction cap and pressed my cock down onto the tiled bathroom floor. At first she was going easy on me, just rotating those hips, whipping her pussy cream, spreading it over the full length of my cock in preparation to consume me. Then she started to pound that thing, dropping her small arse with the force of a wrecking ball, the choker cord whipped across her shoulders and tits with each impact. By this staged I was struggling not to fog up the window and not to blow my load on the ferns tickling my balls.
PEPPER: Hector, can we please fast-forward your memory to the point in the story where you entered the house?
HECTOR: I was getting to it, but first you need to understand the sequence of events that lead to me climbing in through that window.
PEPPER: Carry on.
HECTOR: So I‘m mesmerized by her perfect bouncing breasts. At this point my testosterone could make mercury boil; the situation was getting so hot I thought the window frame would burst into flames. I just wanted to smash through that blazing bathroom window and fuck Clare on the wet floor with my smouldering clothes still on my back quenched by the shower. I suddenly got the courage to find a way into the house. Just as I reached for the window sash, Clare stopped riding the dildo. She was frozen mid thrust. I didn’t know if she was wondering if she left the window unlocked or not, but she gave me this curious gaze.
PEPPER: Do you think she was scared?
HECTOR: A woman that gets off swinging from a rope isn’t scared of anything. That look Clare gave me was like a predator watching its prey come within striking distance, it was the moment she realised everything was about to fall into place.
PEPPER: Was the window unlocked?
HECTOR: We all know the window was unlocked. That was the plan, but I had this feeling that Clare wasn’t ready for me yet.
PEPPER: So what did you do?
HECTOR: I waited until the time was right. As soon as I dropped my arm Clare got down on her hands taking up the slack on the cord attached to her collar. She lowered herself down taking the cock deep inside and started to ride, curling up her rear end she snapped her pelvis backwards and forwards, driving the latex dude against the inner walls of her vagina. I could see her collar clasp tighter; blood vessels slowly bulged from her slender neck. The colour of her skin started to flush like a poker hand of hearts. My eyes were again drawn to her perfectly shaped tits, the way they hung proudly, swinging from her chest, perfectly curved from her rib cage to the apex of her breast. Her nipples were pale, slightly inverted and dripped with water from the shower. I had an aching thirst as I watched the water stream from her skin, pooling and splashing off the curves of her body. I wanted to drink from her flesh. I wanted to lick her like a dog, lap every puddle and taste every crevice with my tongue. Clare moaned when she started to rub her clit with vigour… I mean really moan. It sounded like a moaning animal that had been hit by a car. I was looking over my shoulder at the neighbour’s house, thinking somebody would come outside any minute to check out where the raucous sound was coming from. Her whole face was like a beetroot by this stage. Her mouth was just open enough begging for my cock. It was driving me nuts standing outside with my dick in my hand. It was torture. She made me watch her. The sexiest woman I’ve ever seen fucked a fake rubber cock stuck to the floor, whist I stood no more than 8 feet away with the real thing in my hand, swollen and red from beating myself up.
PEPPER: So are you saying you didn’t have sex with Ms Milford?
HECTOR: No, I just told you I was standing outside Clare’s bathroom window with my dick in my hand while she brought on the mother of all orgasms.
PEPPER: So when did you enter the house?
HECTOR: Clare, is fucking going off at this stage, not only was she rubbing her clit, but her other hand had slipped behind her back, I assume indulging in some anal penetration.
PEPPER: So she wasn’t supporting herself now?
HECTOR: That’s right, you got the picture. Just her pretty little neck hanging from a tether with her legs spread in a ‘V’ on her knees riding that fluoro pink detachable cock.
PEPPER: What about the pulley system, did it self release the cord, lowering her to the floor?
HECTOR: No, not an inch. She was in the zone. Her orgasm was building up like an inferno ready to erupt. I don’t think she was breathing at this stage, she was running on reserves, maybe gulping down some air after every second or third moan.
PEPPER: So you didn’t enter at this point.
HECTOR: No, she was on the verge climax.
PEPPER: She was putting herself at risk.
HECTOR: I slid the window open, ready-
PEPPER: What were you waiting for?
HECTOR: Here she comes.
PEPPER: Are you insane?
HECTOR: I watched her teeth clench-
PEPPER: She was endangering her life-
HECTOR: and then came the demon’s roar.
PEPPER: She could have lost consciousness-
HECTOR: Her body kicked out; suspended in ecstasy she dangled from the rope.
PEPPER: or a seizure due to lack of oxygen to the brain.
HECTOR: It was euphoric and beautiful-
PEPPER: It was life and death…
HECTOR: fused together in one single perfect moment.
PEPPER: And you left her hanging there?
HECTOR: No, I was already in the room.
PEPPER: What would have happened if the windows were locked?
HECTOR: Then I wouldn’t have been there and Clare would have blow-dried her hair like any other day. It was time for me to be by her side.
PEPPER: So you were the hero, her guardian angel?
HECTOR: I don’t think so. I grabbed hold of her collar and unleashed her then lowered her gently to the floor.
PEPPER: Was she conscious?
HECTOR: She was convulsing at my feet.
PEPPER: Did you check her airways?
HECTOR: No, not at this point, she looked peaceful and as beautiful as an angel. I turned the water off in the shower and left her submerged in post orgasmic bliss.
PEPPER: You’re fucking sick.
HECTOR: No, I just appreciate the wilder things in life.
DOOR: (knock) (knock)
DANNY: I think dinners here Sarge. Perhaps we should take a break.
PEPPER: Good idea Constable.
Rule Number 8: Dens are created as safes for keeping secrets
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KINGS CROSS POLICE STATION
TRANSCRIPT OF TAPED INTERVIEW OF SETH HECTOR
CONDUCTED BY: SENIOR SERGEANT PEPPER
WITNESS: SENIOR CONSTABLE DANNY
CASE NUMBER: 28-1508212
May 13, 2013 @ 00:28:00
PEPPER: This is session 2 continuing on from last night’s… yesterday’s interview with Seth Hector. I’ve noted its now Monday May 13, 2013.
HECTOR: I have to go to work in 6 hours. Some sleep would be nice.
PEPPER: And I would like to go home too, but fighting crime is much more important than what life I share with my family.
DANNY: Coffee is here… you’ve started?
PEPPER: Yes, you haven’t missed anything, just small talk.
HECTOR: So when can I go home?
PEPPER: When we get to the bottom of what really happened at Ms Milford’s home and why you breached the restraining order.
HECTOR: I didn’t breach my order! I was the one who was contacted. Clare is in breach she contacted me. Is that not clear enough? Have you checked my phone?
PEPPER: We can’t find your phone Hector. You weren’t in possession of it when we brought you in for questioning.
HECTOR: That’s because it must have fell out of my pocket at Clare’s. She will have it somewhere-
PEPPER: Do you remember where you may have misplaced it?
HECTOR: No.
PEPPER: Did you take your clothes off at any point whilst inside Ms Milford’s home?
HECTOR: (inaudible)
PEPPER: Speak up please Hector.
HECTOR: I said I don’t recall taking my clothes off or losing my phone.
PEPPER: Well, that’s surprising because your memory of your encounter with Ms Milford hasn’t failed you yet. In fact the description of the events have been quite graphic. You better hope that phone turns up before you go to court, because without the phone the evidence is stacked up against you again, regardless if of whether you allegedly saved Ms Milford’s life.
HECTOR: (laughs) I’m going to court?
PEPPER: Yes, if you’re charged. That’s wiped that cocky grin off your face. You still think your girlfriend is playing games with you?
HECTOR: (inaudible)
PEPPER: I tell you what, how about you start again and tell us the truth about what really happened last Friday.
HECTOR: I’ve already told you what happened.
PEPPER: Well, you see I don’t believe you.
HECTOR: I don’t care if you believe me.
PEPPER: Well, I think you should, because I have the evidence to convict you.
HECTOR: Then tell me what you do believe?
PEPPER: You see Hector I believe you’re a stalker. You’re a young strong man and Ms Milford is a beautiful and vulnerable woman.
HECTOR: (laughs) Vulnerable? That’s a funny thing to call a sexual predator? She’s more like a funnel-web spider, she left the window open and I fell into her trap.
PEPPER: Have you finished?
HECTOR: (inaudible)
PEPPER: Good. So, as I was saying, because Ms Milford is an especially vulnerable woman, Danny and I take special care of her. We knew she was in trouble, so Senior Constable Danny and Constable Booker paid Ms Milford a visit. They had a good look around the property and then inside the house. Apparently the bathroom window was wide open, the outside garden appeared trampled, though there was no sign of you and there was nothing mentioned of this choking device hanging up in the bathroom. Do you see how there’s a problem here? The stories and our own investigation aren’t meshing together. They’re conflicting. That’s not good, because that means somebody is not telling the truth.
HECTOR: What is the truth? The truth will serve no benefit to the people involved in this sex game. I was searching for the truth about Clare from the first time we met and I finally found her secrets locked away in her den. There on the walls and floors, in the air and on video were all the fragments of the answers. I wondered who could tame a woman like Clare, who could truly love her? I knew I couldn’t. I found a photo of an older man with a gun, a hunter, crouched down next to a horned wilder beast, maybe it was her father, maybe her sugar daddy… whoever he was he couldn’t love her enough. I met a barefoot man dressed in leather pants and a mask, Clare’s minder… he doesn’t love her one bit. It occurred to me that not one man could love Clare, but many men do crave her, she fills their hearts with lust and they punish her in return. Clare is not vulnerable nor is she fragile. Clare’s a riddle I will never fully understand, a gift I could never possess and an addiction I will never escape. Clare once quoted some ill-mannered grouch, “Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power." I often wondered what those words meant… then yesterday I realized that it’s all linked; everything is about sex, sex is about power, thus power is everything. Clare would tell me how she was a control freak in her day-to-day life, but when it came to sex she just wanted to lose control and be fucked whilst she slipped into submission. The scarfing, the rape fantasies, the bondage and orgies is just Clare relinquishing her power, exposing the fragility of our lives. However, by surrendering herself to those who covet and adore her, Clare is also empowered by exploiting our morals of envy and lust. We lose control of our world. This is the game Clare plays and every single one of us is trapped in the power game, playing to win, willing to lose it all… and we risk it all for the pleasure of Clare Milford.
PEPPER: (silence)
HECTOR: Do you have any more questions officers?
PEPPER: Yes, perhaps you should tell me what happened in “The Den?”
HECTOR: Sergeant Pepper, even you and your lonely-hearts club band of men know the golden rule... we can’t discuss “The Den.”
DANNY: Sarge, I recommend we conclude this interview.
PEPPER: Good idea Constable…. where’s the fucking stop button!
Subject: Re: The changing of the guard…
Dear Clare,
Thank you for the transcripts, very interesting indeed.
About your new friend Hector, there were a couple of “details” you didn’t mention about the “devil” that I had to find out for myself. One of which is Hector’s age... I recall you once being attracted to the more mature type of gentlemen. Tut-tut.
I’m not yet convinced of his suitability, but I’ll reserve my decision until we meet. I’ve extended my stay in Europe for another 6 weeks. Perhaps you and Hector can rendezvous with me in Zurich or Amsterdam. Let me know when you are available and I’ll take care of the flights.
Kind regards
W.S.
Published 4th Jul 2013
| Edited 4th Aug 2014
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I'd just like to thank Winter for giving Chapter 2 a test run with her Hitachi before I posted it on DUP. I really appreciate your support.
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4th Jul 2013 5:27pm
Hi Theo, thanks mate. Yes, Chapter 1 has been posted previously, but it's Clare Milford's side of the story, so it actually may be very interesting to read them in reverse order.
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5th Jul 2013 2:45am
Wow this is wonderfully woven; great layers of sexual tension and comedic relief ... The exchange between Danny and Hector - classically hysterical!!!
Sex is power! - WOW!
Sex is power! - WOW!
5th Jul 2013 2:30pm
Thank you LSP. I so stoked you enjoyed the humour and the philosophies of sex and power.
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