"Listen, Mr. Rox." The detective said, "If you just confess, things will go easier on you."
"But I didn't do it!" Rox whined.
The detective shook his head sadly and mulled through some papers on the table. He wore large black glasses and sipped from a coffee cup every thirty seconds or so. His demeanor was that of a teacher, with a bad student in his office.
"Let me ask you something Mr. Rox, how many tentacle monsters do you think live in Guilford County?"
"I want my lawyer!" shouted Rox.
"Well you know I have a man on the phone with a lawyer right now and he isn't sure we have to provide one with one. Actually we probably should have had you picked up by animal control, but they don't have the facilities to house a dangerous animal your size." The detective stared at Rox.
Rox didn't want to give up the location of his brother, but the only logical conclusion he could think of was that Coxathon had committed the assaults he was in jail for. Coxathon hated humans and had wanted to leave the forest to hunt them for years.
"I'm not the only tentacle monster!" He confessed.
"If that's so, tell us where the others are and I'll go bring them in. If your alibi checks out maybe I'll let you walk."
So Rox told him.
***
Susan awoke next to Coxathon and snuggled up closer to him. The other three slave girls were lying on the floor at the foot of her bed. After seeing the damp cave that Coxathon lived in Susan had wrinkled her nose.
"Oh I don't think so Mr!" She had told him.
Coxathon had growled at her, "You'll do what I say slave!"
"Yes, and that's great my beastly lover, but I can do what you say on the comfort of my own bed."
"I'm no weak human, I don't need pillows!" He told her.
"Well what about air conditioning?" She asked.
"What's air conditioning?"
"What about refrigerators?" She asked smiling, placing a hand on his back and rubbing his tentacle holes.
Shortly after she had led the other slaves to her car and they had driven to her house with Coxathon running after them. The other slaves were a pair of twig skinny Japanese twins in their early twenties, with matching red skirts and skin tight black t-shirts that were dirty and torn from living in the cave with Coxathon for the past week. Also there was an older dark haired woman named Janet that had serious curves. Susan thought she probably had E cups.
Susan crawled out of bed and went to the kitchen to put on some coffee. As she was finishing the pot one of the twins came in. Susan wasn't sure which one it was, they had told her their names on the drive but telling them apart was hard. This one was probably Bunko... Junko may have had more bruises.
"There's some coffee over here dear, and I've got cereal and Pop Tarts in the cabinet." Susan offered.
"Thanks." The girl said, rubbing her eyes and opening the cabinets.
Susan wondered what Coxathon would want. He seemed like a carnivore so he would probably want meat. She got all the ham and bacon she had and cooked it up.
***
Edward was pacing anxiously in his office when the phone rang.
He snatched it up and said, "Whataya want?"
"ED! It's me!" came Rox's voice.
"Jesus Crhist Rox I heard what happened on the news are you in the pen right now?"
"Yeah I didn't know who else to call. I need a lawyer!"
"You're gonna be fine Ed, I know guys who can beat this rap, I don't know why you needed to go bang three bitches when I got a dozen your keeping waiting right here, but when we are done these sluts are gonna be on trial, not you!" Ed exclaimed.
"I didn't do it Ed! It was my brother!" Rox said.
"Jesus, your own fucking brother making you catch his rap. That's fucking cold Rox."
After the call Edward told the girls the shoot was off for the day. Then he noticed Susan wasn't there.
"Anybody seen Susan?" He asked. None of them had.
"I better call her later and make sure she is okay." He thought, "But first I've got some other phone calls to make."
***
"So how much can you bench?" Luis asked.
"I don't know. How much do six human women weigh?"
"Bullshit homes! You cannot pick up six hundred plus pounds!" Al said.
Al was a short but muscular white man in his mid-thirties, while Luis was a forty something year old man from Costa Rica. They had been arrested breaking in to an old folk's home.
"Old people man." Luis had said, when asked what they were in for.
"They are the perfect ones to rob." Al agreed.
"Listen Rox, next time you gonna rape a girl go for an old lady." Luis recommended.
"Yeah they don't fight back so hard." Al agreed.
"And when you steal their shit they don't chase you."
"They don't even have cell phones most of the time." Al added.
"People think they are all friendly and stuff, "Luis explained, "But they are really mean!"