Chapter 5: The Deil Cam Fiddlin' Through the Toun/The Last Drag King of Scotland (Pick your choice, my favourite is the second one)

We finally arrived at their cottage near Aberdeen around 10 PM, it was dark and cold outside.  It was a ten hour drive, eight if it wasn't for the traffic in London.  The cottage was actually big by British home standards, looks like they're making some serious money.  It had a very beautiful garden, it wouldn't surprise me that Nikki was the one who made the garden.  There wasn't more about the house that I could tell because it was dark already.

"We should have brought some jumpers.  It's rather cold here."  Jim said.

"Yeah, we should have brought some sweaters."

Jim was impressed himself.  "Wow, I wonder how many rich old nasty dykes they slept with to get this house."  We both chuckled.

We saw some lights, so we expected someone to be home.

"Let me go and check to see if anyone is home." I said.

"OK"

So we sneek up to one of the windows on the front side of the house, and saw a fat male watching TV.  However knowing them it couldn't be a male in the house, then I got a closer look and recognised who it was.

"Who do you see?"  Jim said as I peeped in the window.

"I think I see Al McKenzie."  Al McKenzie: A former inmate of Larkhall who is now their bodyguard/nanny (and a bad one)/housekeeper/handywoman/part-time employee of their shop/'male partner' in their threesomes…EEWWW, who would want to have sex with that?  If you want to see what 85% of the total dyke population in the world looks like, then Al will be your perfect example: fat, ugly and act like they got a dick.

"Oh her… Thanks to that bloody bitch I nearly got in trouble."

"Are you talking about the Barbara O'Kane murder?"

"Yes."

"Well they still haven't found out who did it.  I only knew becaue Maxi told me when I was shagging her."

"Oh"

If Al didn't kill her already I would have, since she and Yvonne Atkins were feuding each other and my loyalty is with Yvonne.