Bjjonesmylife. Book 2

It was three thirty when Jenny stopped by with Major Ashley. Patti, Vicky and I were expecting them. Jenny waited in my office while the rest of us gave out statements.
At four thirty we were headed home with our new house guest.

We had cleaned the room since its last use so all that we had to do was clear out some nick knacks. I boxed up the knacks while the girls helped bring Patti’s things to the room.

While the girls helped Patti fold and put away her things Jenny and I went to our room. I wanted her to be able talk about our day and her feelings openly.

I asked, “How are you from today’s events?”

“I’m ok. It all happened so fast. I didn’t realize I was so capable of doing so much damage with my hands and feet. You always said “{they were weapons}”in the classes. I just never took it literally. I broke two of his ribs, one of them punctured his lung. The docs are not sure how well he will talk again from my fist to his throat.”

“On the flip side I’m getting a lot more respect at the barracks. I guess they looked at me as an office person that got the job because of my name. After they played the clip from the cam I have gotten a lot of praise. I had one of the former military guys salute me in the hall and said, “Well done Mam” that’s the first time ever.” She said.

While we were talking her phone rang. “Hello” she said. “Yes she is here with me. Ok just a second.”
She put the phone on speaker. It was Jason her father.

“BJ what’s this I hear that you have turned my daughter into some kind of kung fu warrior.”

“Yep I confess. I’m guilty. She was an excellent student I must say.” I said.

“I would have to agree with that. They just sent me the clip. That was very impressive hand and foot work and in just a few seconds.” He said. “Again I want to thank you for taking her under protective wing. You are great together. I have to meet with the governor so thanks again. Love you all. Great job Jenny.”

I wonder if he will think that when he finds how serious our relationship really is I thought.

I closed the gap between us and pulled her close. I needed to hug her, to kiss her. I was still horny and I was sure she was to.

We kissed and then she said, “Let’s shower first.” She put the toys in the heater including the big one. We undressed and I followed her into the shower. It had become custom that we always washed each other when we showered together. I did her first. Of course I had to feel and fondle some things along the way. I even had her sit on the high bench in the shower and lovingly shaved the stubble under the soft hot spray of the shower. I finished I gave it an extended kiss of approval.

Jenny repeated the process on me including the shave. We dried each other and ended up in a lovers embrace. Holding each other tight with deep passionate kisses we stoked the fire deep within. When the kiss broke we led each other to the bed. As we passed the toy heater Jenny removed the biggest toy and handed it to me.
I looked at her and asked, “Are you sure? You haven’t had that one. It’s going to hurt. ”

“Yes I want it to hurt in a way that I think only you can understand.” She said. “I want to be reminded tomorrow with every move of what we are going to do tonight and what we share.”

I inserted the toy and pumped the bulb to hold it in place and just let it hang as I walked to Jenny. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her. First on the lips and then on the side of her neck I placed soft kisses.
I whispered into her ear what I wanted to tell her in front of the rest of my family.

“I’m so proud of you I can’t put it into words. I know what is in my heart and it is telling me that I love you more than ever.”

I held her close and continued to kiss her, her neck, her cheek and now a full passionate kiss on her lips. She moved her body against mine in slow motion. Our nipples were touching. They were hard as bullets. I moved so I could taste them. I kissed it first then sucked it and then rolled it between my teeth.

Jenny was getting more vocal, just little sounds, a whimper or a sigh and little moans. They were the kinds of sounds that only lovers understand. They had a instant effect on me. My juices were flowing; they were following the toy that was imbedded in my kitty and dripping off onto my feet. Some was slowly making its way down my inner thigh.

Jenny had her hands on the back my head as I nursed on her nipple. With my right hand I pinched and squeezed the other breast.

My left hand had found its way to her kitty. Her clit was engorged and protruding. When I touched she gasped and her hips involuntary thrust forward. I pushed back to the bed. She sit on the bed I spread her legs. I licked around her clit before I took it between my lips. I slowly worked two fingers into her as I toyed with her clit. I didn’t want her to come yet. I wanted the dildo deep in her and to be clit to clit when it happened.

I was excited as she was. With the big double dildo in me and pumped up it pushed my lips and clit outward and made it engorged and sensitive.

Jenny was lifting her ass to get more pressure against my mouth she was close to coming she was whispering almost begging, “Please fuck me don’t tease any more.”

Now was the time. I used my hand to capture the extra juice from my thighs and coated the dildo. I stood and pushed her legs back. She looped her arms to hold them. I swabbed the dildo against her and applied pressure. With the lights on I could watch as it pulled her lips in. Then she made a circular motion with her bottom and it slipped in an inch.

Jenny said, “Shove it, I want all of it now, shove it hard, I love you. Fuck me please.”

I did as she asked. I grabbed her by the hips and shoved. We were clit to clit as she screamed. “Oh God I’m coming, fuck me.” I was coming with her, as soon as our clits touched I was coming. It was all I could do to keep stroking but I did and I picked up speed.
I was slamming our bodies together with a slapping sound every time they met. Jenny was extremely loud with her cries and moans of pleasure. I focused on that and used it to pound her harder.

I looked up to see five girls in the room. Four were naked and touching, the fifth was stripping. Five that’s not right I thought. Then it hit me. Patti, I had forgotten about her .Oh well I thought if she didn’t know before she knows now.

Our orgasms had diminished and we were just fucking for the pleasure of it. Jenny’s kitty had loosened so I gave up the grip on her hips. I reached around her legs to get my hands on her breast. I had a nipple between a thumb and fore finger of each hand when Jenny started into her second orgasm. Her bottom was making erratic circular motions against me as she came.

When that orgasm faded we separated and crawled onto the bed. I was on my back. She was on her side. My arm was under her, holding her to me her head on my shoulder. Her arm was across my chest and her leg across mine.

I felt the tear drops on my shoulder as she was whispering, “I love you so much”

I pulled her closer, kissed her and whispered, “You will be my love forever.”.
We slept that way through the night.

I woke up at five o’clock with terrible bladder pressure. As I got out of bed I realized that I had fallen asleep with the big dildo pumped up tight in me. Oh crap I thought. I will be able to drive a truck in there for a month.

That might not be so bad. It might be time to expand the sexual knowledge of my lovers. There was a lot I things that I had done that were intense but also wild fun at the time. It might be time to try a few of them again. But I did spend a few minutes doing pelvic exercises trying to tighten it up a little

Edit by Alfmeister

The lunch orders came in quickly. As usual the smallest of the group ate the most. Ching Lee ordered a large steak sub fries and a large root beer. How she stayed at a hundred pounds was beyond me. The rest of them ordered salad with crispy chicken with water or juice. Patti elected to get a bowl of home made vegetable and beef soup, something that was easy to chew. I chose to get a grilled ham and cheese with a small soup and crackers.

The food had just come in the door when the girls walked in. “Let’s eat while the hot food is hot then we can talk,” I said.
We made small talk while we ate and we were finished in fifteen minutes.

“Girls I called you here because we have a friend with a serious problem that I think we may need to help,” I said. I then relayed Patti’s problem as she had described it to me. When I finished I asked “Can we help and how?”

Vicky said, “Let’s remove his nuts and cock that will teach him a lesson. Ching Lee wanted to break his arms and legs.

Marcy wanted to wait and get them all. “Set a trap and get them all at one time,“ she said.

Lorrie said, “All that is nice but that doesn’t guarantee enough safety for Patti. She still would have to navigate around town. We come here every day and go home every day. She can’t get anymore safe or secure than with us, we just have to kick it up a gear. She needs to stay with us for a while. She can use the Honey Moon room and when we want to use it she can pair up with what ever spot is empty for that night.”

Lorrie’s statement about the honey moon room answered the question about what to get my lovers symbolize our relationship I thought. They ware viewing things on a more traditional level.

I think now would be a good time to ask. “Patti would you like come and stay with me and my family for a while until this problem is resolved.”

Patti said, “If you have room for me and I won’t inconvenience you I will. I have to get away from him is all I know.”

Jenny added. “We have to get the pictures and any video if we can so he doesn’t retaliate by doing a net dump of it. You gave consent by being a willing partner for most of it. That makes it tough to bring any charges for him posting it.”

Jenny continued “Do you know where is the camera and his computer are? As far as him pushing you down the stairs with out a witness it’s your word against his and with the rough stuff that makes it even harder to prove. The best we could hope for would be a restraining order but again he may dump the material to hurt Patti.”

“The camera and the laptop are at my apartment along with the thumb drive that he stored the pictures on,” Patti said.

“You and I will go get them in a few minutes,” I said. “Can we get all your things in the suburban or do we need something bigger?” I asked Patti.

“It will all fit in the suburban. The furniture was in the apartment. All I have are my clothes and some personal things,” Patti said.

Jenny said, “I will go with you and help.”

Vicky said, “I have two open periods after lunch I can help. It will go fast with the four of us,”

We cleaned off the table we had used for lunch. Patti, Vicky and I went to her apartment in the Suburban. Jenny followed in her car.

I backed the truck as close as I could. Patti and Vicky put her belongings into plastic trash bags. Jenny and I put them into the back of the Suburban. They put the laptop and camera in a box that I also put on the back seat.
Jenny and I began a complete search of the apartment for anything that her boyfriend could have hidden. Not one inch of the apartment was left untouched. Mattresses, cupboards, in the drawers, every appliance was moved. We found two thumb drives taped to the bottom of the coffee table and a envelope with two compact disc behind the dresser.. The envelope was addressed to one of the amateur porn sites. It was also incomplete, not sealed and had no postage attached.

We also found a hidden wireless web camera in the ceiling tile over the foot of the bed. It was new. The protective plastic over the lens had not been removed. Any video from it would have had the manufactures logo in the middle of it. That fact made me think that he was nearly caught while he was installing it and the setup did not get completed.
In my mind there was no doubt that he was planning a big show for someone or going to make video to sell.

I explained everything to Patti and expressed my opinion.

Patti said, “I did not give him a key and at no time did he have my key long enough to go and get one made.”

“He must have been given one by the manager,” I said. “That means that you are not coming back here. Go turn in your key to the manager and tell him to change the lock immediately. Tell him that you suspect some ones else has a key because you have found electronic surveillance equipment in there and are considering filing charges.”

Jenny said, “I will go with you to reinforce the point then we need to go to the post office and have your mail forwarded so he can’t get access to it.”

Jenny and Patti had just returned to the truck when Stewart drove into the parking lot with two rednecks buddies with him.

I looked at Patti and said, “Well it looks like you are going to get to tell him face to face that it is over. Don’t worry we are right here with you. We will not put up with any crap so unload on him and tell him to fuck off.”

“What’s going on?” Stewart asked.

“I’m moving out. I can’t deal with this any more. We found the hidden video cam in the ceiling over the bed and the Compact disc taped under the table. Just what the hell were you doing?” Patti said.

“We were having fun. You were enjoying it. What is the problem?” Stewart demanded.

“I asked you to back off. I told you not to take any pictures and pass around. But you went even further and broadcast it live. Then you had to push me down the stairs. It’s over, the end. Don’t call me. Don’t text me just stay away from me.” Patti said.

“Pushing her down the stairs could be classed as spousal abuse in court. That’s jail time now. A permanent mark on your record and gets you put on the firearms restricted list.” Jenny said. “All it takes is a phone call.”

“That’s bull! I’m not going to put up with threats like that,” he said.

Then he made the biggest mistake of his life. He swung at Jenny. She had anticipated the swing enough to dodge most of it. He wasn’t expecting the reaction she returned. She made three solid hits before he could react. The third hit was a clenched fist to his throat that took the wind out of his sails.
He backed up trying to get away but only backed into a post that supported the second floor walkway. He used that post for support while he was trying to get his breath and senses back. He had his hands at his throat gasping. That was a good sign; at least Jenny had not crushed his larynx.

Jenny took the opportunity to deliver more blows this time with her feet. A soccer style kick to his left rib cage with those semi pointed leather shoes she loved to wear. I could hear his ribs break. With that kick he went to the ground as Jenny poised to deliver one more kick to his face.

I pushed her away saying, “Enough, too many witness now. He is done.”

Jenny stood and looked at the scene a moment then called the barracks. “Send a marked car, a backup and the medics to this address now. Send the Major. ”

Jenny pulled me away and whispered. ” Does fighting make you horny. I’m so horny I could fuck the bed post.”

I laughed, “This was your first fight and you came out on top. Yes it’s the testosterone, adrenaline surge. Our testosterone is a lot higher because we workout so much. That’s where the extra sex drive comes from. Save it for tonight. I’m that way from just watching you. You did great for your first fight.”

I crushed two of the instant ice packs from the first aid kit to hold around Jenny’s hands. I knew they would need it.

By the time the medics arrived he had started spitting up blood. Good thing the hospital was only a couple miles away.

I needed to get Vicky and Patti back to the college.

Major “You might want the check to see if they record that cam as I pointed to it. I need to get these two back to the college. When you need our statements call and we will return or come to my office and we can use the meeting room there if that is ok.”

“That would be great,” he replied. “That would get rid of some of the congestion here.”
The ride back was subdued. The only thing said was by Vicky,” Jenny came close to killing him didn’t she?”

“He is not out of the woods by a long shot. He most likely has a punctured lung. That was one heck of kick to the ribs,” I said.

I walked a patrol around the grounds for the first time in days. I had left that chore to all the new people we had on board. It felt good to get out and do it, plus it would give me some time to think things out.

I wondered how Jenny was holding up. She was on the other side of the table this go round when the questions were asked. She demonstrated she had speed and skill. There was no doubt she had been paying attention to the training we had been doing.

Lorries comment about the honey moon room settled how we would become more bonded as a family. I just had to get the information I needed to make it happen. Then it hit that I really did not know the intimate things about the girls. I didn’t know clothes sizes, shoe sizes, ring, and panty or bra sizes. To answer those questions I would create a fill in the blank form that I could get a record on my phone as a cover.

There was a very large jeweler in the shopping center. I went over there and get one of those free ring size kits they passed out. And have them fill it out the chart tonight.

Edit by Alfmeister

Jenny and I had a good nights sleep. I don’t think that I moved a bit. I was the first one up to be showered and dressed. I took the liberty of making breakfast for my expanding family.

We headed to KCC in two cars. Lorrie rode with Jenny while Vicky, Ching Lee and Marcy rode with me. We arrived twenty minutes early. The girls headed off to their classes and Jenny to the CT state police barracks.

The exterior of the new building looked finished. The contractor was leveling top soil and putting down sod. The masons were putting finishing touches on the brick walkway.

Inside, the connecting doors had been installed and the smell of fresh paint filled the building. The heat/AC units had been hooked up and were running on the heat cycle to help fast dry the paint. The carpet installers were putting down industrial grade carpet in 30 inch squares. We had paint and carpet glue smell to deal with today.

At five after eight Patti came in late again. She looked like she had been in a brawl over the weekend. She had on heavy makeup and one side of her face appeared to be swollen. When I looked at her she looked away and hurried to her desk. That problem was going to be solved or she would not be working in my department.

I made up my mind that after she finished payroll we would have that dreaded conversation. Payroll had to be done by 10 AM and put in SAP for everyone to be paid on Friday. While she was doing that I pulled up her personal folder to see if I could find out anything that would explain what was going on.

I called Jenny to see if she would run a background check for me. I hated to do it but I wanted all the information about Patti that I could find.

There were many legitimate reasons for her being bruised up but this was the second time that she had come to work like this and this time was far worse. She was even having trouble talking on the phone.

While I was waiting to hear back from Jenny I continued to work through my accumulated e-mails. HR was sending the folders over today of the people that had made the cut for the three new full time people we were to hire. For the three positions they wanted to interview eighteen candidates. Damn, they had tentatively scheduled the first interview for Wednesday morning with four a day. My week had just been overloaded.

I also needed to get started on finding the construction auditor that I needed. I still had not been able to talk to Jake about the qualities I should be looking in that type of position. I needed to move that to the front burner.

Luckily that train of thought was interrupted by the appearance of Jenny. She motioned me to the private office.

“Her file is clean, I mean squeaky clean, not even a drivers license. It looks like someone filled in the blanks on a form, it’s so clean. I’m trying to get school and college records to cross check them,” Jenny said.

“I have them here or should I say the ones that were submitted with the employment application. The lowest grade she received was a B+,” I said.

“Maybe that is the problem. She was a goody girl to keep Mom paying for her choice of college and has gone crazy with her new freedom now that she is out on her own,” Jenny said.

“As soon as she finishes up she and I will have the discussion. If you find out anything different than what you saw for her school grades let me know. This is one that I’m going to have to do alone,” I said. “I’ll keep you up to date.”

I sent Patti an IM telling her that we needed to talk as soon as she finished the important things.

HR has a standard form called Coaching/ Guidance/ Administrative discipline. I printed off several and started a folder while I was waiting. I also searched the security video of last Monday and printed off an enhanced head shot to document her face last week and did the same thing for this morning when she arrived for work. While comparing the photos, there was no doubt that her face was swollen.

As a sergeant I had done hundreds of this kind of consultations and they still bothered me. It bothered me more now because in the Marines they just went to the brig or extra duty; rarely were they discharged.

Patti still had many months of probation to go. Anything now would get her headed out the door.

It was an hour later that Patti came in and she was nervous. After I called one of the day personal and told then to take the calls, that we would be in a confidential meeting she was visibly shaken.

“Patti, we are going to talk off the record first, if that is OK with you?” I asked.

“Sure, that is fine,” she replied.

“Last week you came to work, your face was bruised but you were able to cover it with makeup. Today you are so bruised so bad that you are having trouble talking. I don’t think you are the type to be boxing, dirt bike riding or mountain climbing. Plain and simple, what is going on?” I asked. I wanted to say she looked like she was the victim of abuse but I was going to give her a chance to come clean.

Patti’s response was “It’s none of your business as long as I can do my job.”

“This is the Safety and Security Department; you behind the desk looking like that does not give the image of either one,” I said. “You do good work and get along great with the people here. I can’t imagine that happening and it being fun, you are in pain and it shows,” I said. ”You are my friend and work associate; there is nothing that we can’t talk about, and be open about. Don’t forget, I’ve been around the world, seen it all and probably done more than you can imagine, just so I could say that I had done it at least once. If there is a problem I can help you with it or know someone who can and you know that.”

Patti stared at me a long time without any expression. Then she looked down at the table before speaking.

She started “I put everything into doing well in high school and then college. I avoided the drugs, booze, parties and boys. I had made up my mind to wait on all the good times until I had graduated college. I did some girl on girl things to keep my sanity,” she said.

“My brother did just the opposite. He was in every trouble that he could find. He kept Mom and Dad at their wits end all the time. I was glad that I was in college and away from all the turmoil. Cocaine killed him during my senior year. It destroyed my folks; the calls and letters stopped, the money stopped. I used the last of my savings to make it through the last month of college. When I went home the house was empty, no notes, no addresses, no nothing.”

She said, “I got lucky and was offered the first job I applied for and that was here at the college. Because college had started there were no good rentals or apartments to be found. I ended up in the last one and a half room dump in 20 miles. I had to stay close; I have to walk or taxi to work.”

She said “A little over six weeks ago I met a young man named Stewart Coxwell. He seemed nice enough. He hit all my right buttons. I had sex with a man for the first time and realized what I had been missing all these years. I also found out I liked it a little rough as he called it. But something has happened in the last couple of weeks. A little rough has gone a lot rough and I can’t get him to back off.”

“He started taking pictures of me naked and tied up for his own use. I found out that this week while I was tied up and blindfolded, he was broadcasting video on the internet of me. That was on Saturday. When I objected he got mad. Somehow I ended up at the bottom of the steps. I don’t know if I was pushed or tripped on my own feet. That how I ended up with my face messed up.”

She said “He took care of me and everything and promised that the rough stuff was over. Then yesterday we went for a ride. He stopped at a shooting store to pick up some hunting stuffed he had ordered. He left his phone in the car. Being nosey I read his text. His text is in some kind of redneck slang but I think he and his buddies are planning to drug and gang bang me. There was a reference to some drug. I’m going to tell him tonight we are through. I put a clicker link on his phone so it would a copy of all his text and mails to me. I want to have fun but not be afraid. But now I am very afraid.”

“Do you have bruises anywhere else on your body?” I asked.

She looked down at the table and replied, “Yes, several places.”

“I know this is a lot to ask but for your own best interest I should take pictures of them in case you need to prove abuse at a later date. We need to get you out of this situation before it is too late,” I said.

“Yes, I know but I just don’t know what to do,” she said. “I’m not going home for lunch, just to make sure I don’t run into him.”

I sent a text to my family “Important family meeting and lunch from the Corner Street Deli send me your lunch request and I will have it here in time. If possible please be here”

“There are a couple of short term things that could be done. We could put you in a motel for a few days but you don’t have money for that. We could double you up with one of the students but that would only be good for a couple of days and both of these options are full of security holes,” I said. “With your permission let me relay your situation to some friends at lunch and I’m sure we can come up with a much better solution. Is that OK with you?” I asked.

“Anything you can do to help me out of this mess will be OK,” Patti said.

Edit by Alfmeister

I woke before she did even though it was mid-morning. She was lying partially on me. Her head was on my shoulder, her arm across my chest and my arm around her back. She was soft and warm. I watched her sleep and wonder how things would be between us, when she opened her eyes. Sleep and time had a way of changing feelings.

She must have sensed that I was awake; maybe it was the change in my breathing. Her leg moved, her arm stretched, and then her eyes were wide open looking at me. I smiled, said “Morning, beautiful. “

I was rewarded with a big beautiful smile and a hug. We moved so we were on our sides, our bodies touching. We kissed, held, and said reassuring things mixed with squeezes and hugs. I had a warm feeling that Jenny and I had gained a permanent member to our family.

I said, “I have a long standing tradition for the morning after.” She looked at me sort of puzzled and said, “You don’t kill your lovers like those spiders do, do you?” and added a wink.

“No, we bathe each other in a nice hot soapy shower to ease those hurting muscles,” I responded.

“Now that you mention it, I do detect the need for a shower,” she said with a laugh as she wrinkled her nose.

Once in the bathroom I adjusted the temperature. I like it very hot with a low flow. I motioned Lorrie in and had her assume the position as I called it: legs spread and well away from the wall, leaning forward with her hands on the wall. The hot water was hitting her on her back at the neck. I used the fuzzy soap ball – I loved those things, they made plenty of soap and were soft.

I soaped her backside completely from the neck to her ankles letting the hot water rinse it off. Then I had her turn to do her front and face. I even gave her pussy several extra swipes. Her smile said that she liked that. She had a perfect matching pair of love marks on her tits. I was proud of myself at how good they were. They would be there at least a week.

It was my turn and she repeated the process, including the extra swipes. After we dried we stood in front of the mirror and I got my first look at the love marks she gave me. They were good ones.

I pulled her to me and gave her a big hug with lots of kisses. I repeated that I loved her. I told her that I wanted her baby smooth from now on; I loved the feel of her that way. She smiled and said “Don’t worry; I love the feel of it that way to.”

I asked if she was up to a three-some with Jenny tonight, that our love could only grow. “After last night I would not want it any other way. I lay awake at nights and have listened at you and Jenny and imagined what it would be like. Now I know what it is to be loved by another woman and to love a woman. It was so good that I can’t imagine ever wanting a man,” she said.” “Yes, I want to love both of you.”

“We are friends and we are lovers. Can you think of us as life-time mates and as equals? We need no jealousy, for there will be times that it seems that one is getting more attention than the other,” I said as I looked her squarely in the eye. The response was a bear hug, with tears and kisses. “If Jenny will have me and love me then yes,” she said.

”The marks are only temporary. Jenny has wanted something more permanent, more personal. She wanted a tattoo to show that she belonged to me but I don’t care for them. Maybe a discrete piercing instead, Ching Lee has had some experience and I studied a little when I was in Japan about the BDSM culture, they use a collar to signify ownership. We will talk about that today. Think about what you would like.”

We went to the kitchen to get breakfast and get the reaction to last night’s events. The girls were waiting at the table. When they saw us they broke into broad smiles that ended with more hugs and plenty of comments about the hickeys. Jenny and Lorrie were doing a lot of whispering then Jenny let out an excited “Yes” followed by big hugs. Jenny looked over Lorrie’s shoulder at me and winked.

Jenny came over to me as we were filling our plates and said “I want you to teach me that”. “Teach you what?” I asked.

“How to make the simple act of undressing each other, the sharing of a rose and then a glass of wine so erotic that four women cream their panties just from watching,” she said.

“I was just following my heart. I wanted to make the night so special for her. It turned out to be special for all of us. I asked her to join us, for the three of us to be lovers. I hope that is what you wanted too,” I said.

“I would not have it any other way,” Jenny said. “You should know that Ching Lee, Marcy and Vicky all want to be part of our lovers nest now. After watching you last night you have them hooked and we believe that you have enough love to share. I hope you have a big heart for them. You are going to have to have date nights every Friday, Saturday and Sunday to keep all of us happy. The only problem is who is next?” she added.

“Funny you should mention that. Lorrie and I decided that tonight we were going to make love to you with a three-some. I ‘m thinking you may even get a double penetration then the two of you can do me that way – it’s been a while – I need that full feeling again,” I said.

“I wondered how long it was going to be before we tried that,” Jenny said.

“Let’s get everyone dressed; I want to go shopping. I want to find something that gives more meaning to friends, lovers, and us as a family even if it is not normal family.“

Jenny and I were the first ones dressed. We were sitting in the kitchen waiting on the girls when the door bell rang. I answered the door to find an early forties couple standing there. The gentleman asked if Lorrie Smithfield was here.

Jenny overheard the request and was behind me in a flash. We both stepped outside the door onto the step, pulling the door nearly closed behind us.

“My name is BJ Jones and this is Jenny Coles. Who are you and why are you looking for Lorrie?” I asked.

“I’m Jonathan Smithfield and this is my wife Leslie. Lorrie is our daughter. We stopped by the college to see her and her roommate said we could find her here. We haven’t been able to talk to her in a while. The trauma she went through was hard on our family. She asked us to give her time. We just wanted to make sure she was ok,” he replied.

Jenny asked, “Do you have an ID please? We are very protective of Lorrie.” They produced a valid driver’s license that satisfied Jenny.

We went inside. Vicky was the only one in the kitchen. “Vicky, can you tell Lorrie that she has visitors, please?” I asked.

Lorrie came around the corner and stopped, then broke into a smile and ran towards them. “Daddy, Daddy” she was saying as she got to them and wrapped him in a bear hug. She then repeated it with her mom.

With the yelling everyone was now in the dining room. Lorrie went through the introductions. I was glad that she didn’t introduce me as her lover. It looked to be a happy reunion.

I discreetly told the girls that plans were changed. I didn’t want to leave Lorrie by herself to be forced into something she didn’t want to do by them. I hadn’t known them long enough to trust them.

We began doing household chores while Lorrie and her parents had a reunion in the dining room. Jenny attacked the kitchen while I went to the spare bedroom that Lorrie and I had christened with love last night. I was sure that it was going to get plenty of use.

I stripped the bed then put on clean sheets. The sheets and the towels went in the hamper. I did the same thing to my and Jenny’s bed along with the towels from the bathroom. The full hamper went to the laundry room and its contents into the washer.

Vicky came into the laundry room with another full hamper from both of the girl’s room. She closed the door and came to me.

“I have never seen Lorrie so happy and full of life, she is like a new woman. I think she now has her demons under control. She is absolutely gushing about how things went last night. That was all she talked about while we were getting dressed. You asked her to be a part of your family, a lover and a mate. We are so happy for her, and so envious. We are hoping you can find a place in your heart for us,” she said.

“You are already in my heart. You know how protective I am. Are you sure that you want to make that kind of permanent commitment?” I asked. “You know I have different desires and needs than most women. The door is open, if you are sure this is what you want. If you can accept us in your heart, just walk through the door”.

She looked at me for a moment then asked “Do you want all of us to be a part of your family?” “

It will be our family,” I replied. Vicky almost picked me off the floor with the hug.

Lorrie’s Mom and Dad stayed and had supper with us; they had an 8 PM flight out of BWI to catch. Homemade subs, hot soup and crackers with home-made sweet tea hit the spot.

We talked about the last semester of this college year. Lorrie talked to them about the dorm fees. She told them that she was going to stay here and not at the dorm. She asked them to send some of the money they would save to help pay for some the groceries.

After a hearty round of good byes they left for their flight. On the way out the door they stopped and pulled me aside. “You don’t know how relieved we are. Lorrie has her free spirit back. For so long we dreaded to answer the phone. We were so afraid that the call would be one telling us she had ended it all. We had tried everything to help her and nothing seemed to work. We came to take her back to put her in a home if there was no improvement. It has to be the friends and love she has here that is the difference. Thank you so much.”

The rest of the evening didn’t go as planned. Little sleep last night, the day’s excitement and house cleaning had taken its toll. We went through an extended round of good nights with hugs and kisses. Lorrie whispered, “I got to sleep with you last night, its only fair that Jenny gets you tonight.” She sealed it with a toe curling kiss.

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For the next ten minutes I made love. Yes it was love. Two hours ago it was just sex we were going to do but now it was love. Now the only thing I cared about was to please her, to take her to a place that only the world’s greatest pleasure could carry you. That required two people. Two people who were at that moment were connected with the same purpose in mind and in love. Sure you could have sex but it wasn’t the same. The highs were never as high. She said that she had never been there before. I was going to change that tonight; more than once if I could.

For the next ten minutes I kept the fire burning and fed more fuel to the flames. I kissed her mouth, her neck and her tits. I sucked on her nipples and her clit in no order. I added a finger in her pussy and then two along the way. At times she held my head tight and then would push me away.

She never was quiet. There was a soft whimper, then a moan; a gasp and “Oh God”. These were words that said pure pleasure. Her body was in continuous motion; her ass lifting off the seat to meet the movement of my fingers and tongue. Her hips had a rhythm all their own.

Vicky must have turned in her seat. She was taking pictures. The flash made it more erotic.

I felt the truck stop and heard the door open. It seemed to be an echo, “We’re home, and we can go in now.”

There was no way to stop. If you have ever been there you know there is no way to stop. Her ass was hovering off the seat. My lips had just left her clit to be replaced with my thumb as my fingers searched the depths of her pussy. I had her nipple between my teeth.

“BJ, we’re home,” someone said.

I did not care. Lorrie was going to cum and I along with her. We were connected, our wants, our needs our passion. We were one.

Then Lorrie announced to the world that she was cuming as loudly as her voice would go. I came with her, after all we were connected. It seemed like we were on the top of the world for an eternity but I know it was only moments. I leaned back against the front seat to catch my breath before backing out of the truck.

As I stood outside the truck I slipped my high heels off and looked at the girls. They all had their mouths open, eyes wide as in disbelief; that then changed into smiles and grins.

I reached in a hand to help Lorrie out. Her dress was still around her waist as I kissed her again. She still hadn’t recovered from the orgasm and was unsteady on her feet. I placed her arm over my shoulder, stooped to pick her up and carried her into the house.

I was headed towards my bedroom but Marcy said, “No, this way” and led me to the extra bedroom. There were scented candles lit everywhere. Lorrie’s roses lay on the bed. The toy heater was on the stand by the bed with two glasses of wine. I stood her next to the bed, lifted her dress over her head and smiled. She stood before me naked and proud. She was breathtaking.

For a moment she looked puzzled then she reached out to the bow between my tits and pulled the end of the bow. She was staring intently into my eyes; my smile answered her silent question. My smile was matched by hers. She lifted my dress over my shoulders. I stepped out of my thong and handed it to her. To my surprise and delight she brought it to her nose and inhaled, to a chorus of groans at the door. It was an act that someone much more experienced would have done. Then she tossed it to the others who were now inside the door. Yes, they had come in. I should have expected it; after all, we were more than a family.

I picked up a rose from the bed and stepped close to her; close enough that we could both enjoy the sweet scent of the rose together. Each time I held the rose under my nose I would kiss her on her lips or neck and she did the same. I put the rose back on the bed and pulled us into a tight embrace as I kissed her. First on her lips and then I kissed the side of her neck. My hands had a firm grip on her ass cheeks to hold her close so I could grind our pelvis together. There was always a groan, ah or oh with each move from the audience.

We separated; I picked up one of the glasses of wine and stared into her eyes. I took a sip then gave her the glass and she took a sip. Our eyes never broke contact; we repeated the process until the glass was empty. With the last sip I wrapped her in my arms and kissed every inch of her face and neck. I went back to her lips. We played tongue games. I sucked hers and she mine as we battled for pleasure. We rubbed our hairless mounds together until she moaned loudly, her body trembling. Our audience was getting noisy again.

We separated again; I could see the questions on her face. I reached to the toy warmer. Her eyes followed my hand as I removed the small toy, the seven inch one, and inserted the end in my pussy then pumped the bulb 5 times to hold it in place. Her eyes met mine as I kissed her again and maneuvered her to sit the bed. I pulled her tits to my mouth. I marked them as mine with a hickey below the nipple on each one. I wanted her to remember this night every time she looked in the mirror for as long as the bruise lasted. She held my head tight to each globe as I did.

When I finished I motioned her to lie up on the bed. As I made my way between her spread legs I looked into her eyes for any sign to stop. I did stop at her pussy to give it several licks and to suck her clit. When she was thrusting her hips at me I stopped. I moved up and placed the toy at her sex and worked it gently against her. I was waiting for a sign – any sign – to stop or continue. She gave the sign by spreading her legs wider.

I worked my dildo until our clits touched. I groaned and she cried out. I thought I had hurt her and started to withdraw. Lorrie looped her legs behind me to stop me from pulling it out. She pulled me to her and kissed me hard, then whispered, “Do it, fuck me. Fuck me hard, I want it.” And I did. I didn’t stop until we were both screaming our orgasm. There were plenty of orgasms from girls watching, judging from the sound.

I tried to pull out after we had cum but she wouldn’t allow it. She held me tight, crying softly, tears running down the sides of her face. I kissed each drop. When she had stopped she said, “Those were tears of happiness, I know this won’t last but I love you more than anyone I have ever loved before. I won’t be a jealous lover but I want do this again”.

“It will last as long as you want it to. We are one big family. We share everything, our love, and our bed. You know our door is always open. It’s more than just a symbol. You are more than just a lover. You are a part of us. I love you more than you will ever know. You and I share a bond,” I said. She hugged me and kissed me with tears flowing again.

When she stopped I said “I want you to do something for me. I marked you. I gave you a hickey on each breast. I want you to put one on each of mine. I want to be reminded of tonight every time I look in the mirror.”

She smiled and excitedly said, “Yes” as she released me. As I lay on my back beside her she released the toy so she could remove it. “Before the night is over I want to try this on you,” she said. Lorrie moved to my breast and made love to them leaving me with the hickeys I wanted. I held her in my arms as we went to sleep.

Sometime during the night we both needed to pee. When we returned to bed we talked, fondled and sucked. I showed Lorrie how to insert the toy and how to get the fit in her right. She fucked me with the 8 inch one. Yes, fucked – we woke everyone. She will need more practice to get the rhythm right. I promised her we could practice a lot and we will.

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I put the jacket over my arm and walked out to the living room to wait on Lorrie. It was a short wait. If I had been a man, I would have had in instant hard on. To say she looked hot was an understatement. She wore the same dress as I but in black. Her larger boobs were a plus. She wore 4 inch black heels that made us the same height. She also chose a light lip gloss.

Jenny and Vicky were dressed as chauffeurs; little black hats and all. Ching Lee and Marcy were dressed as French maids. They wanted pictures. We posed side by side, back to back, face to face, my hands on her waist, her hands on mine. They even wanted one with our arms around each other, kissing. I wondered if there would be a hidden video camera in the bed room. I would have to look closely for that when we got back.

Jenny parked in the parking lot and waited until she received a call from the restaurant. I was in the front with Jenny and Lorrie in the back with Vicky. When the call came she drove right up to the front steps. Jenny opened the doors for us to get out of the truck while Vicky held open the door to the restaurant.

Our waitress met us at the door in a not so conservative French maid’s uniform and led us to the table. I wondered how Jenny pulled that off. She waited while we removed our jackets and placed them on the back of the third chair at the table. You could have heard a pin drop as we sat down.

The waitress took our drink order for red wine and left the menus. I decided on a salad with a seafood teaser as they called it. It had lobster, a crab cake and salmon. Lorrie ordered a salad and surf and turf; two crab cakes with steak. The wine came and we enjoyed making small talk.

The waitress made sure to bend over to go over our order and every time she stopped at the table. We got plenty of cleavage shots including full nipple view. She was either cold or horny because they looked hard as bullets and I noticed that the right one had a ring through it. We also kidded each other about the increase male walk-by traffic.

We finished the salad and ordered two more glasses of wine to go with meal that was on its way. I moved my chair closer to her while we waited for the main course and made more small talk. I occasionally touched her hand.

The food arrived and we ate quietly. We exchanged eye contact and small smiles. On a spur of the moment I removed a shoe and rubbed her lower leg. That startled her at first but then brought smiles and a little blush to her face.

We finished our food and I summoned our chauffeurs. They came in and Jenny picked up the check. Apparently, she gave the waitress a very healthy tip for the outfit and special service. The waitress couldn’t stop thanking her, even offering to waitress any time or any event for her. Vicky helped us into our jackets. The stares we got were something to see. I thought ‘why not’ as I pulled Lorrie to me and put my arm around her as we walked out.

As we got to the Suburban I said, “It’s time for a change up.”

I slid into the back seat next to Lorrie and pulled her close. I whispered into her ear so Jenny and Vicky couldn’t hear. “I had planned on going to the Beach Diggers Club for dancing. Are you comfortable with that?”

Lorrie looked at me and whispered, “Yes, please do,” then she kissed me lightly. When the kiss broke I said to Jenny “BDC but don’t hurry.”

I unbuttoned her jacket, lifted her legs over mine so I could pull her close. I gave her the first real kisses of the night. Light ones on her neck and a hard one on the lips. With my arm around her and her head on my shoulder I rubbed her side as we went to the club.

We left our jackets in the truck and I paid the door fee. We then stopped at the bar where I ordered two large fruity mixed drinks. We went to the back of the club. As soon as I put the drinks on the table, a slow song started playing. I pulled Lorrie to me and put my arm around her waist, her head on my shoulder and we slow danced to the music. I kissed her neck as we danced. When the song ended I kissed her on the lips and sought out her tongue. I rubber her back as we kissed. Then I let my hands fall to her ass and pulled her tight to me. I could feel her nipples through the fabric of our dresses. I knew she could feel mine.

We broke the embrace to sit down. I moved our chairs together. With my arm around her we shared my drink. I rubbed her thigh and her back as we sipped on the drink. Then we danced to another slow song.

This time Lorrie led. She held me and started the kisses. She rubbed my back and I hers. This time when the song ended we shared her drink. We danced several more dances sharing touches, affection and kisses.

This time when she leaned over she said “I have a problem; I need to go to the rest room. My panties are so wet that I’m soon going to spot the dress.”

I smiled, winked and whispered “Same here, I can help you with that.” We walked to the bath room hand with my arm around her waist.

The handicap stall was empty so I directed her that way. As the door closed and locked I pulled her close, looked into her eyes and whispered. “Are you still OK with this? Are you good, we can stop any time if you are not,” I said.

She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me as passionately as possible. “I have never in my whole life wanted to do anything like this so badly. I have teased and watched you and Jenny. I held you when you orgasmed with Jenny and I have held Vicky when she did. I have masturbated and had good feelings but I have never orgasms like other girls do. I have never wanted to hold, to touch, to be one, the way that I want be with you tonight. I want to give love and be loved that way tonight with you,” she said. Then she kissed me again.

I did not let her back away. We kissed, I teased her tongue, and I sucked on the tip of it. I let my hands drop to her ass. I lifted her skirt out of the way and cupped her beautiful firm ass cheeks and used them to pull us together. My lips moved from her mouth to the side of her neck. Lorrie moaned loud enough to be heard over the music coming in over the speaker. “Let’s go home,” I said. I called Jenny to meet us at the door.

When we got to the door they were standing by the truck holding the doors open. I followed Lorrie into the back seat. I hit the button to move the seat all the way back, then to recline it. I undid the bow on the front then slid the dress from her shoulders as she lay back against the seat.

I covered her lips with mine, her arms around my neck. Our tongues play lovers games. I had her breast in my hand, its nipple between my thumb and finger. We broke the kiss to get air. I returned to kiss her neck. The sounds of passion were unmistakable, so were the scents. My hand left her nipple and I spread her legs, I tried to squat between them.

I said to no one and every one, “Pull the front seat all the way ahead, please.” With the extra room I worked my way between them. I decided that I loved the room in the big Suburban.

I flipped her skirt up to reach the string of the throng to pull it down as she lifted her ass. I realized I wasn’t going to get them off with me between her spread legs. I ripped one strap apart to get them out of the way. I bent to smell the aroma of her arousal from her sex. It has its natural intended effect as it as I inhaled. It caused my clit to throb and caused my brain to focus only on the woman in front of me. Nothing else in the world mattered as that moment. I couldn’t wait any longer; I had to taste her.

I pushed her legs back as best as I could and licked then sucked on her clit. Her groan of pleasure and the lifting of her ass said it all.

I hadn’t felt the truck move so I looked at Jenny to see her staring at us mouth wide open. I ripped the other strap on Lorries throng and flipped the tattered pussy juice wet remains at Jenny to snap her out of her daze. I pointedly and loudly asked, “Are we home yet?” to make no mistake at what I wanted to happen.

“We will be there in ten minutes,” she replied as I felt the truck lunge forward, its wheels spinning.

I turned back to the nearly naked beauty who was reaching for me, pleading “Don’t stop, please kiss me.” It was all the encouragement I needed.

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At 7 we were all up and decided that we were going to Cracker Barrel for breakfast. We had a good meal with bacon sausage, eggs, pancakes and orange juice. We ate plenty.

I went over to Lorrie and whispered “You are going to need all the energy you can get so eat plenty of protein.” She almost choked then said “I’m not worried about me, it’s you old folks that need all the energy and rest, and you should have another helping.” That got a roar of laughter from the girls at my expense.

Once home, we drifted in different directions. Lorrie and Vicky disappeared into their room whispering and giggling as they went. Ching Lee and Marcy were having a quiet conversation in the den.

Jenny said, “Both of you have hair appointments at 4:30, after that you can come back here and dress. I have reserved a table for you at the Seafood Inn at the Narrows at seven as you asked. The girls are going to take the Suburban to get it cleaned today. I will play chauffer tonight so you can enjoy each other to the fullest and drink a little if you want.”

“Are you sure this isn’t going to cause hard feelings with you and the other girls?” I asked. “I don’t want any hard feelings; I care too much for all of you.”

“Believe me, there will be no hard feelings. They are anticipating Lorrie going out and having a good time and such. This is the first time she will have been out on a date since she was raped. She has turned down a lot of dates. Outside of the group here she has stayed in a social shell. They say she is a lot better but they want her all the way back to the old Lorrie,” she said.

“It’s going to take more than one social outing to do that but it may be a good start” I said. “I’m going to order her flowers from Island Flowers to be delivered at 2 before we get our hair done. I want to see her face when she gets them,”

“That’s the flower shop that has the great looking guys do the deliveries. The girls were making comments about them the other day when we were window shopping there. I bet they will get a kick out of that. Heck, they might throw in a visual tease for the tip,” she said laughing. ”I’ll get them aside and give them a heads up.”

The Suburban left to get cleaned with Jenny at the wheel and Vicky as a passenger. I had a feeling that there was more to that story. Ching Lee, Marcy and Lorrie disappeared together.

It was a good time for me to do some things for tonight. I started by washing my hair then making sure I was baby smooth in all the right places and finished up with a feminine washout. I cleaned the small pump up toy and put in the toy heater for tonight, and then I put on an over-grown tee shirt and went to the kitchen.

Jenny and Vickie had returned with boxes. They went on a shopping trip while they were out. All the boxes went into the room that Vicky and Lorrie used.

They had also brought back cold-cut subs for lunch. It was just a few minutes to two when we sat down to eat. I noticed right away that Lorrie and I were the only ones wearing anything. Even Jenny was naked, not that that was unusual at this house. I glanced at Jenny to see her point to her watch and wink. I struggled hard not to laugh.

At two on the nose the doorbell rang. Vicky went to the door and opened it enough to look around the door. The gentleman said, “I have flowers for you.”

Vickie said “Come in,” as she opened the door. Still standing behind it she yelled, “Flowers for someone!” as he stepped inside and she shut the door. Jenny, Ching Lee and Marcy walked naked and proud as peacocks towards the door as Vicky stepped into his view.

“You have flowers for us? “ Vicky asked. At that point he was done, lost in visual overload. His mouth was open and moving trying to talk but making no sound.

Vicky took the ticket and said, “Lorrie, these are for you” as she took the box from him and walked away towards Lorrie.

I had to laugh. Vicky was wearing heels giving him the rock and roll treatment as she walked away. Jenny turned him towards the door, opened it and said. “You should have brought more flowers then you would have been able to stay longer.” She closed the door behind him. Laughter filled the house.

Vicky passed the box of flowers to Lorrie. There was a heart melting smile as she saw the roses. Then she read the card that came with them.

Roses and you have a natural beauty. The twinkle in your eyes is brighter than any star in the heavens. Your smile will melt a heart made of stone. Tonight is our night together. We will make the twinkle brighter and your smile wider. I am anxious for your touch and to satisfy your passions and desires. It will be a night for us to remember!
Patiently yours BJ”

The twinkle was bright, the smile big as she hugged me and whispered “I will remember this night forever and I am anxious too.”

At 6:30 I stood before the full length mirror for one last look. My dress was blue with a matching jacket. The front was v cut starting a couple inches below my navel and so wide at my boobs that it had a tie string with a bow tie to keep me from exposing my nipples. There were only two inches of material as it went over my shoulders. From there dipped down to just a couple inches over my ass crack in a half circle. My entire back was open and there was a bow tie to keep it in place at the middle of my back so that it wouldn’t fall off my shoulders if I bent forward.

When I had tried it on it was mid-thigh and the sides were slit up a couple inches. Now it was an inch or so higher than mid-thigh, almost a micro mini, and the slit was four inches, may be more. Jenny must have had someone do some alterations. With all the open skin, panties were out and even a thong may be exposed in the back. I had on a matching blue thong and it looked to be OK. I wore only perfume and a little lip gloss. The jacket would make the dress look respectable in the restaurant but a CFM look without it.

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At 6 AM I was sitting in the Suburban across the street from Patti’s apartment. I wanted to see if I could find out what was going on with her that she looked so upset in the mornings. I had stopped off at the donut shop as I came through C-ville to get a couple of bagels and a giant cup of coffee. Coffee wasn’t one of my favorite drinks any more. I had consumed gallons of in the Marines as it seemed to be the beverage of choice in the chow line and every ships galley I had ever been involved with. It was good for keeping you alert.

While I munched on the bagel and sipped on the coffee I worked my e-mails and text messages on the smart phone. I decided that I was going to get a cheap laptop to keep in the truck for times like these, along with a thumb drive. I could be working on serious stuff instead of filling my face.

I waited until Patti left for work in a cab. Nothing seemed out of the way this morning. That made me even more curious. I let several cars go by then I followed her to the office.

The construction was moving along at a good clip. The slate roof would be completed today. It looked like the brick work was also finished. The foam insulation was completed yesterday morning. They were unloading drywall this morning. My guess that they had plans to put it up today. I also noticed that two new heat pump units were sitting next to the building.

Ken Smith had started to explain the system to me yesterday before he was interrupted. He got as far as telling me that the outside units were the largest pieces of the system. There was no traditional heat exchanger and no duct work to install. There were just two copper lines to each room and a unit the size of two large shoe boxes attached near the ceiling on a wall. It did heat or AC; whichever you wanted.

The night shift had been busy. There had been two booze parties in the male dorms; both had gotten out of hand. Two male students had to be carried to the hospital for an overnight stay. No matter how hard you try, you just can not chug a gallon pitcher of beer without it getting into your lungs. Then to top that off, before the ambulance arrived two drunken students tried to take the kegs down the back emergency stairs. The unlucky students ended up at the bottom with a full keg of beer on top of them. That required another ambulance to take care of the broken shoulder and leg.To add a little humor to the situation, they were both naked.

The keg, 6 cases of beer, 6 bottles of wine, and 2 fifths of whiskey were being stored in the storage room until the owner came forward to claim it. The only problem is everyone that was there was under the legal drinking age.

That left me with a large investigation to do. Who bought it? Who brought it into the building and how many underage were there? The security tapes would provide most of the answers, plus there was the video camera and the two cell phones that Russ had confiscated. I was going to have a lot of fun watching underage students squirm while I was questioning them. It would be even more fun to watch them dump the booze down the drain. I would gain some experience with this one. The last time I had interrogated anyone by myself I shot them in the feet and kneecaps then two rounds in the head, after I got the answers I wanted.

I spent the next two hours setting up folders for each of the culprits. I had their college ID picture on the cover of the folder. Then I had pictures from the confiscated video camera and the two cell phones. Last but not least were stills from the security footage of the stairs and hall way. They were nice and clear, it was no trouble to see who was carrying the booze up the stairs.

I took the list of booze and went to the local liquor stores to see if one would own up to selling the booze. I was sure that whoever bought it was legal. I just wanted it for leverage.

After I had done all that I went over to the hospital to check on the condition of the three students there and to see if they would make a statement. As I expected none of them wanted to talk. All this was going to make for an interesting afternoon.

The first questioning was scheduled at noon and then every 20 minutes after that. I did not think it would really take any longer than that. I would give them time to either dig themselves a deep hole or simply come clean and beg for mercy over at HR – who would ultimately have the last word.

After the first one the word spread quickly that we had all the goods. They simply came in, sat down and confessed to their full participation. The only two that I didn’t get a statement from were the two injured naked keg carriers.

I instructed Patti to type up their statements and put a copy in each folder. The students had been instructed to return Monday morning to proofread and then sign them. At that time I would carry everything over to HR and let them do their thing. Lately that had been a college community service type punishment, usually accompanied with some campus probation
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I left for the day and again stopped off at the tanning saloon for just a little more all over tan. By doing that Jenny and the girls beat me home. Making the supper was in full swing; it smelled so good as I opened the door.

There was excitement in the air; I could just sense it. Every time I caught Lorrie’s eye she would blush a bit and then look away with a little smile. The suspense of what we were going to do had everyone’s interest but they just couldn’t bring themselves to ask for the details.

Hell, I hadn’t even planned out everything yet. I was sure Jenny would pump me later for any plans. The only thing that was for sure is Lorrie was going to get more roses during the day tomorrow. I loved the look on her face when she found the others. I wanted to see it again.

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When I arrived at the college Ken Smith and the county inspector were already on the job inspecting the electrical wiring. They were satisfied that it met code and the requirements on the blueprints. With that done they gave the insulation contractor the go ahead to start at 9 instead of at noon. They had made a change in the contract to require that all the inside walls be foam insulated. The new revolutionary heating system would work better and it would soundproof all the offices

They also scheduled the dry wall contractor to be here Saturday morning to hang, tape, and do the first mudding. The second mudding would be done Monday morning and the final sanding and touch up on Tuesday.

Outside, the masons must have worked until dark and started at first light because the bricks were almost to the trusses. Some of the masons were now working on the walkways that were also to be brick.

On the roof the roofers were starting to put down slate, of all things. I had wondered why the trusses were on 12 inch centers and the reason for two layers of plywood. Now I knew it was because slate was very heavy.

I went into the office to get my day going. The night shift had another very quiet night. Vandals had slashed tires and broken some car windows all over town but had steered clear of the college grounds and the nearby streets. Our new security presence was starting to pay off, not just at the college but out to closer neighbors.

Another e-mail from Mr. John Jenkins, chairman of the board, asked for a meeting to update me on additional changes coming to the campus. The board would be meeting in his office at 9. ‘You think that was a hint as to the time he wanted to meet’ I thought. I replied that I would be there at 9.

Patti was upset again when she came in. Somewhere there were some problems that needed to be addressed. I made a cup of coffee for her and a cup of hot cocoa for me to get started. I noticed that she was wearing a lot more makeup than normal. We reviewed the prospective colleges and started by dividing them into two piles. The first pile would get a second, more detailed look. The ones in the second pile were pretty much out of it for the first go round. That was one of the things I was going to discuss with Mr. Jenkins and the board at 9. How many programs would I be allowed to do?

At 8:45 I went over to Mr. Jenkins office and sat in the waiting room. I chatted with his secretary for a few minutes then I worked on the smart phone. At 9 the secretary told me to go in, that they were expecting me. Mr. Jenkins started the meeting off by reading a letter of thanks for performance and service in protecting the students and staff of Kent Community College and bringing an end to the serial assaults. It was signed by all 240 staff members of the college. I thanked every one and shook all their hands.

“This letter of thanks belongs to every one in my department and every girl that took the rape prevention class because without them the assailants would have never been caught. It took just two girls to stand up and say no and defend themselves that brought this to an end. I accept this on their behalf,” I said.

Mr. Jenkins continued, “The benefactor that gave the security department the 500k grant was so pleased with the performance of the department over the successful conclusion of the assaults that he increased it to 2 million. The only conditions were that you hire additional full time persons to have a minimum 2 full-timers on all shifts and that you do as many prevention classes as you can at other troubled colleges. The trust that held the financing for the new dorms and expansion was also pleased and has released the full funding for the construction months ahead of time. Construction will begin as soon as contracts are approved. We recommend that you begin the hiring process soon to get the qualified people that can do the necessary oversight as required in the contracts. Those salaries will be paid out of the construction funds”

“Do you have any question?” he asked.

“What do you feel would be an appropriate number of seminars?” I asked.

“There are no limits, just do those with problems first. What you don’t get done this college year you can start next September,” he said.

“That was the plan; to do the problem ones first. I’m going to have to have two assistants. How do we address rooms, meals and such?” I asked.

“The requesting college pays all costs in things like that,” he said.

“I will have the list completed this week and bring for your review on Monday,” I said.

They were pleased with that and thanked me for coming. I had been there for two hours.

I called Jenny to see if she could do lunch. I needed to find out if she could get time off to do the seminars with me as well as set out a plan of action. I would call Jake to see if he could get me headed in the right direction on construction auditors.

Patti and I spent the rest of the morning reviewing and sorting out the requests. I wrote a draft of what our needs, equipment and space would be. I also made note to go over to the library and print out a large map of the east coast to use as guide. I didn’t have a clue where some of the colleges were. I knew them by name but to put a dot on the map, I couldn’t do.

At lunch Jenny said, ” I can do as many as needed; there is no limit as long as the state and the governor get some kind of PR plug out of it. I’m thinking that traveling on Thursdays and do one or two on Friday and Saturday, if necessary, then travel back Saturday afternoon or Sunday morning would work. I’m sure that the girls will want to help, maybe swap off on the dates. It should be a lot of fun for everyone. By the way, Lorrie and you have hair appointments Saturday morning.”

“You know, you are starting to worry me. You are having too much fun!” I said laughing.

”You and Lorrie are the ones going to have all the fun. We just want to help, or maybe watch,” she said with a huge wicked smile.

“That’s what I was afraid of,” I replied with a wink.

Patti and I narrowed the list down to 25 by the end of the day and rated those 1 thru 25. Tomorrow, with a clear mind I would review all of the data in them again.

I stopped at the tanning saloon again on the way home and added a little more tan.

The house was full of nervous excitement. You would have thought tomorrow was the big day. I could tell Lorrie was hitting the tanning salon; she was darker, too. Some conversations stopped when Lorrie or I walked by a room. There were a lot of little giggles happening from time to time.

I called the girls together and Jenny and I laid out the plans, as we knew them, for the seminars and asked them if they wanted help. I told them to think about it, that I didn’t need any answers for a few days.

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When I arrived at the college on Wednesday things were already buzzing. The contractor had moved a crane to set up the prefab office in at daylight to avoid the traffic. Along with the crane came two trailer loads of prefab office. They were just setting up the first pieces as I walked into the office. The pieces consisted of complete walls with the windows and doors installed. A few moments later it sounded like a war zone from all the air-nailers at work. The level of noise made it difficult to work, but carry on we did.

I finally had the list of colleges that wanted safety seminar for its female students. I worked out a list of requirements that I felt was necessary to help determine the order on the list. Colleges that had a high number of assaults against female students were going to the top of the list. In my opinion they were the top priority. Patti and I decided that as soon the noise from the construction died down enough to have a normal conversation we would begin on that project.

My e-mails had good news for the department. The state had pulled two of the better SUVs out of its monthly auction and donated them to the college to replace the one I had wrecked. The second one was to add one to our expanding department for additional patrol duties. They were at the Annapolis barracks. All we had to do was pick them up. I would leave an hour early and take one of the night guys over to pick one up tonight and tomorrow night.

Jenny called about doing lunch at 11 and that sounded good to me. It was even better when she said “I’m bringing cold cut subs and soup from the down town deli.”

The war zone outside had ended just as Jenny came in. I guess the crew had quit for lunch.

After we had finished lunch Jenny told me that the surviving rapists were most likely going to take a plea instead of going to trial. The state was going for the death penalty if it went to trial because of the number and severity of the crimes. She also said that the investigators had found the videos they had made of the attacks.

My response to that was, “I hope they are destroyed before they end up on YouTube.”

Jenny said, “I can assure you that they will never see the light of day.”

Jenny then said, “Don’t forget that we are going shopping tonight. The girls want to go. There are some things that they want to get. Lorrie wants you to keep your dress a secret until Saturday night.”

“I hope this goes OK, I’m a little worried in a way,” I said, “I have never planned a lesbian date. I have never had to take the lead role from the beginning. It was always a more mutual ‘do you want to do this’ and ‘OK, let’s get naked and do it’.”

“She told me that she had never been all the way with a girl. The most she had done was the heavy kissing she had done with us, that was sort of experimental, and some self masturbation slumber party style. She still gets really nervous when guys get close, even in class, and has no interest in being alone with one,” Jenny said.

“Don’t forget to stop by the tanning saloon tonight on your way home and make sure you tan completely naked,” Jenny said.

“Just what exactly are you cooking up for me?” I asked.

“Don’t know yet but a total tan will make any dress look great on you,” she said as she was leaving.

Once outside I was amazed. All the walls, including the room walls, were up and the trusses for the roof had also been put up. Plywood was being installed on the trusses. While that was going on the brick layers had started the outside brick walls. On the inside an electrical contractor was running the wiring.

Ken Smith and a county inspector were certifying that everything was being done to county code. Ken told me that a new type of foam insulation was going to be sprayed in the outside walls and bottom side of the roof making the addition air tight, better than the latest environmental standards. The contractor who was doing that was to be here at noon tomorrow. The foam needed two days to cure, and then the drywall could be installed, finished and painted.

The electricians had to be done with all of the wiring by then even if they had to work through the night. Knowing that this building was going to be heavy in the latest technology the number of outlets had been tripled. They were also running the communications cables and computer wiring at the same time. All the wiring in the outside walls had to be in conduits because the foam insulation would make the replacement of or additional wiring impossible.

Patti and I spent the afternoon going over the request for the Rape Prevention, Self Defense seminars. We researched for every piece of information we could find on each college. We looked at the local police statistics, number of female students, and on-campus incidents. This was going to take several days at least.

At two PM we had another emergency. A car ran the red light at the cross walk knocking down two students. They only received bumps and scratches but the paper work, investigation and hospital time would wipe out the rest of the afternoon.

I changed into the sweats that I carried in the Suburban before I left the college and stopped at the tanning salon in C-ville on my way home. I tanned all over just like Jenny asked.

We decided to eat out tonight as part of the shopping experience. Annapolis has a fantastic Outback Steakhouse. Jenny drove us to the Annapolis mall. She and I went one direction and the girls went another.

We went straight to a dress shop. I assumed this was where Lorrie’s dress came from. Jenny said to the clerk, “We are here to try on the dress you set aside last night.” We followed the clerk back to the dressing room for me to try it on. The dress had a deep “V” in the front cut all the way down to my navel and the “V” was so wide that it just barely covered my nipples.

It was six inches above my knees, long enough to be able to sit comfortably yet easy excess if I wanted to let someone play there. It was also split on the side several inches but was skin tight above that. It was a thong or no panties type of dress. I had a deep suspicion that Lorrie had the same dress, possibly in a different color, to match her hair better. The clerk came back with a matching jacket and a pair of 2 inch heels. I could control how much of the “V” was exposed with the jacket. After I had it all on Jenny smiled and said, “Wow.” The clerk added, “Oh yes, that is perfect”. I looked in the full length mirror and had to agree that it definitely hit the wow factor and I was going to need to hit the tanning saloon at least a couple more times before Saturday night.

I looked at Jenny very serious and said, “Shouldn’t I be wearing pants for the part I’m playing in this?” I got the death stare then her lip started to quiver; she started to say something then closed her mouth. It was all I could do to not laugh. Then I winked and said, “Got you with that one, didn’t I?” Then I had to move to escape her punch but at least the smile had returned.

All the girls had some packages when we met up at the truck. I wondered how much planning was going on behind my back. Then I dismissed that thought. These young ladies had stuck together and supported each other through the worst of things. They had shared in the emotional pain as well as the joy. If they wanted to have some part of this who was I to interfere? I’m sure they had talked to Jenny about it.

The steak and lobster from the Outback was divine and we had an absolutely wonderful time.

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