Bjjonesmylife. Book 2

I walked into the house to find Jen and Lorrie fixing breakfast. I was greeted with hugs and kisses.

I winked at Jenny and asked, “How is the center of attention this morning?”

I thought Lorrie was going to choke on a mouth full of eggs, Jen blushed and replied, ”Better and ready to rumble as soon as I get you nourished and naked”.

Jen then set a plate of eggs, bacon and French toast in front of me. I ate quietly while the girls bantered in small talk.

As Jenny cleared off the table she asked, “What’s wrong, you have been awful quiet this morning, I know something is up – so spill it?”

“I think I may have gotten an accidental tip last night to a possible connection. Last night I was swamped with girls signing up for the defensive class. I have over four pages full; I think I am going to need you two to help me. I also have six pages requesting another seminar if you are willing to help,” I said.

“There were about 60 girls that wanted pointers so we went over to the field house. I spent two hours doing demos and pointers,” I said. “Ching Lee and Marcy really were into it and were the last to finish. They came back to the office with me. We had toast and hot chocolate along with girl talk.”

“It seems that some of the sports guys delivered a message that Ching Lee and Marcy were going to be this coming week’s gang bang sluts or else. Ching Lee made it clear that she doesn’t like guys. The timing is too coincidental to just brush it off as idle talk,” I said.

I looked at Jenny to see the color drain from her face only to be replaced by a very mad red.

“Like bloody hell,” she shouted, “Over my dead body.”

“My sentiments exactly,” I replied. “I want you two to follow me to work tonight and find some way to convince them to come home with you with enough clothes for several days, but do not let them know why. Can you get some boxes while I’m asleep and box up Jake’s personal things? They can stay in his room”.

“Lorrie, can you remember back – were there any threats or suggestions like that to you in the weeks before you were raped?” I asked.

“There were invitations to come to some of their parties and be the center of attraction, as they put it. I always turned them down but they were never put out as a threat or I didn’t take them that way. A time or two it was implied that I needed to be a part of their fun,” she replied.

“Do you know if any of the other rape victims were propositioned in that way?” I asked.

“We never talked about it,” she said.

“Do you know where these parties are going on, are they on campus?” I asked.

“The senior’s athletes have a house rented off High Street; they call it their Frat House. I would think there,” Lorrie said. “They all have dorm rooms so I don’t think they bunk there.”

“Does anyone know who the gangbang girls are ahead of time?” I asked.

“No, not that I know of, but you can usually figure it out Monday or Tuesday. Just look for the girl doing a lot of standing when she should be sitting, or sitting very softly or can’t seem to sit still at all. They usually get pretty much molested in the halls between classes,” she said.

“Is there a way to find out who is a member or would have access to the frat house and parties?” I asked.

“Sure – they’re proud of it; they publish it and it is posted in the senior dorm – so I have heard,” she said.

“I will pay close attention to that when I do dorm patrol tonight,” I said.

“We have DNA from the rape victims. Is there a way to get samples from those guys?” I asked.

Lorrie said “As athletes we all had to take physicals with blood tests to play, the college requires us to all go to the same doctor.”

Jenny said “I will call Dad and discuss it with him and the call the judge to see if we can get warrant for the frat house and those blood samples.”

“I’ll call Ching Lee and Marcy and set something up for us to do tonight as a cover for them to be there at seven,” Lorrie said.

“Please box up Jakes personal things, might be a good idea to change the bed just in case you don’t pair up,” I said laughing. “Also you will need a bigger car than that Vette to bring everyone back.”

With that, after hugs and kisses I went to shower. I was naked, ready to step into the hot water when Lorrie came in. She wrapped me in a bear hug, playfully nipped the side of my neck, and then gave me a full tongue kiss.

“Thanks for caring about my friends, sweet dreams” she said as she walked away. I showered and went to bed.

I had a miserable nights sleep; I tossed and turned, worst of all I had another dream. I was back in the sand box. Hell was going on all around us. We were taking heavy small arms fire. We were out numbered ten to one and pinned down. I called for air support only to be told because of weather it was still setting on the carrier deck.

I called for artillery to lay down a barrage then start walking to us 5 meters at a time. Hopefully we were in range of the new hyper heavy artillery rounds. I hoped they would hear the cease fire order the first time.

I ordered the living to strip the dead of their ammo and guns; we were going to need it.

I stuffed the pistol from the dead marine beside me into my vest and his grenades beside me. The barrage started behind enemy positions. It succeeded in driving the enemy out of his cover and foxholes and sent them at a full charge in our direction. The barrel on my m16 was smoking and started to change colors. There were five clips left, then four, three, two – out of rifle ammo. It didn’t matter much now they were close enough for the grenades. In less than a minute the artillery was going to be dropping on us anyhow.

The last grenade left my fingertips; it was now pistols and hand to hand. There weren’t many left but they were still coming.

I didn’t hear any rifle fire from my troops. That meant everyone was out of rifle ammo or dead.

I was counting down the changes in the artillery, guessing how much time we had before it would be falling in our foxholes. One more clip left for the pistol plus the clip in the one I had shoved into my vest. I intended to save the last round in that one for me. A female officer would be in for a slow, painful death at the hands of the Taliban.

I shoved the last clip in the pistol, keyed the radio and screamed the code in the mike to stop the artillery as long as I could.

I fired until the pistol was empty. Six more dead Taliban in front of the foxhole; damn, those four rounds may have been the difference between living and dying.

I pulled the pistol from my vest and fired four more times, adding four more to the body count. Then there were two standing on the rim of my foxhole, two more shots, one fell in beside me, the other on top of me, knocking the wind out of me. I struggled to get him off of me. I got him half off me to look up at another Taliban swinging his rifle at me. I aimed the pistol at him and pulled the trigger, nothing happened. Empty; it wasn’t a full clip, no last round for me. It didn’t look like they were taking prisoners anyhow.

I heard a pistol shot from the side and watched the Taliban fall away. The next thing I knew a big-assed sergeant jumped into the foxhole pulled the dead Taliban off me and pitched him out of the hole.

“Lieutenant. Are you all right? Lieutenant”.

When the fuck did I become a Lieutenant?

Somebody was shaking me hard. “BJ, get up.”

Edit by Alfmeister

Jen was asleep and snoring in the passenger seat before we got out of town. I looked at Lorrie and asked, “Was she drugged?”

Lorrie replied “No, she is just completely exhausted. If there is a Guinness record for number of orgasms in a night she broke it and some of them were massive.”

“When we were naked on the stage she mouthed to me that she wanted to fuck me then and there.”

“That was why I took the strap-on off. I was afraid she would get carried away and we would be in trouble,” Lorrie said.

“Did you know that Ching Lee is double or triple jointed? She can get her body into some crazy positions; some boy with imagination is going to have a wild time with her,” Lorrie said.

“I would love to see that!” I said.

“You will, I have some of her and Jen on the tape with the strap-on,” she said.

When we got home Jen went straight to the shower while Lorrie had toast with hot chocolate before we headed to the shower and bed. Jen was already in bed asleep, snoring like a freight train.

I looked at Lorrie and said “I don’t think I can deal with that.”

Lorrie shook her head. “Let’s shower in my room and you can join me in my bed.”

We showered together, then climbed into bed together. Lorrie gave me a long nice full kiss and said “Goodnight love.”

I spooned up behind her as I wrapped her in my arms.

We woke up at five PM that same way, only this time I kissed Lorrie and said “Good morning, love.” We both had a little giggle at that.

I showered and dressed for work, gave Jen a kiss that didn’t even cause a change in her snoring at all. I met Lorrie at the table for more toast and hot chocolate.

“Your phone has been dinging like crazy,” she said.

I looked at it “Wow! 300 text and e-mails since 7 this morning; it will take all night to go through them,” I said.

I arrived a little before 7. There was standing room only inside and outside the office. I was immediately greeted with a chorus of ‘Hi BJ’.

I said hello or hi to each one as I went inside.

Barney was the day man for today. He looked up and said “Girl, am I glad to see you. I have been besieged all day with ‘Were you working today, what time will you be in’ and the like.”

“The signup sheet you left here last night is now over four pages; there is also a second set of sheets that is requesting another seminar and it is six pages,” he added.

“Ok, I’ll take it from here,” I said.

I dealt with the line of girls one at a time. There was a group that asked if I could meet later at the field house, Homer was still set up over there and they wanted some pointers if I had the time. I suggested 8:30 and was rewarded with a chorus of ‘we’ll be there’.”

The last two girls were Ching Lee and a friend who she introduced as Marcy DeStone.

She was anything but a stone. Five foot four, one hundred, maybe one ten, long blond hair, great set of braless tits (at least “D” cup) with natural high and big pointed nipples, very small waist, nice bubble ass. She had a killer body at any angle you looked at it.

“I missed last night’s seminar; my family was in for the day, they left just as it was ending. But if you have another one I want a front row seat; I have heard so many good things about it,” Marcy said.

While I was in the middle of clearing out the crowd the other two night people had come in. My old buddy Russ and Bryan were to work with me this weekend, because it was getting close to that first of the month window the rapist struck on. I had scheduled three to work nights from now on for the next two weeks.

Russ pulled me aside and said “You take whatever time you need over at the field house; we’ve got it covered.”

“Thanks Russ, I appreciate it,” I said

I e-mailed Joe thanking him for the great job he did on Homer the dummy, he had worked out perfectly and that Homer was going to have to do at least one more seminar.

I e-mailed Kate and to find out the availability of the field house for another seminar.

I e-mailed the maintenance dept. asking them to save the trees and plants that I would need them again and that I would help them take them outside just let me know when.
I spent the forty five minutes clearing out the rest of the three hundred e-mails and text from my phone. I stopped off at the truck and picked up the two duffel bags of gear and at eight thirty I walked into the field house. There were at least 60 girls there including Ching Lee and Marcy.

I did one on one, two on one, I even added a few things that I didn’t cover in the seminar. Homer got the crap kicked and poked out of him again and took it all smiling if a dummy can smile. I answered questions gave advise demonstrated moves for two hours.

After everyone was satisfied and had drifted back out I was left with Ching Lee and Marcy. They each carried a duffel bag back to the truck then went in the security office with me.
Russ was on mobile patrol then to food break so I sent Bryan to do a dorm patrol then he could swap off with Russ for his chow break.

I made toast and hot chocolate for the three of us. We had a good girl chat. I found out that Marcy did not care for guys.
She said “It goes from hi to lets fuck all in the same sentence. Stop and no are not in the male dictionary and I’m tired of it. I have had to call someone to pick me up to many times. I want to be able to reinforce stop and no and I want everyone to know it.” I like sex with girls so much better it’s just more relaxed and fun.”

Ching Lee was nodding her head at every part of Marcy’s statement.
Then she added. “The guys in sports want us to be their on call harem and it’s not happening. A couple of the guys have threatened us that we were going to be the teams gang bang slut’s this week or else. “

Russ came back and that ended our conversation but it didn’t stop the gears in my head from spinning. One thing was for sure and that was it was time for the next generation of key access card one with GPS and in the process limit access to the female dorms to strictly female.
We had had the cards, software and the necessary equipment had already been installed. Human Resources were dragging it feet because of the legal implications.

I would get the process started and we would start to issue the cards on Monday. Only I would know that the GPS portion was working and have the codes to view the GPS data even from my smarter than smart phone. The data was limited to a five mile radius from the college.

An individual card could be searched further than that but there was a separate charge for each search. I could also set up all kinds of whistles and alarms with alerts restricted areas for certain cards, the possibilities were endless. I could even be notified mixed groups were together especially if there were more boys than girls at a location. I walked the girls back to their dorms and finished a dorm patrol.

When I got back to the office after the patrol I began attaching photos and programming the new cards and activating the GPS only on the student cards. I was going to be sure that I had them ready for Monday along with a new card policy.
I worked an extra hour on the cards Saturday morning before I went home. I had questions that only Lorrie could answer and was hoping the girls would be up when I got there.

Edit by Alfmeister

We were there for another two hours answering questions. I must have given a hundred one on one demonstration on effective hand, finger and foot use. Homer took a beating and never faulted. Even near the end Lorrie and Jen still only had on their shirts still un buttoned at times not even covering their tits. They were answering as many questions about defensive tactics as I was and when I wasn’t at Homer one of them was. Ching Lee stayed up there with them the whole time. She even tried on Jens body padding and had the other girls hitting and kicking her in it. After that a dozen girls had to try it on.

One of the girls asked Jen what it felt like to shove your fingers into some ones eyes. That question was quickly referred to me since I had done it several times at the front.

At least by the time the girls wanted pictures taken by cell  phone Jen and Lorrie had buttoned a couple of the lower buttons on their shirts covering their pussies but there was still plenty of tit exposed.. A lot of pictures were taken. I had to chuckle at the number of hands under Lorrie and Jen’s shirt resting on their bare backs and ass cheeks during the picture taking.

It was a good thing that this was one of the most liberal of the liberal colleges around. It was the only one that I knew that still has toga night every week and still did the naked May Day celebrations.

It was finally winding down and clearing out. Jen came to me and said “I have a pocket full of names and dorm room number with the invitation to stop by any time.” While we were in the middle of that conversation Lorrie said “I can do better than that we are invited up to A 221 when we leave here and please bring the strap on. They are waiting on us.”  You two go ahead if you want I’m still on the clock and cannot do anything like that but please stay together and come to see me before you go home.”  I smiled and said “have a good time.”

I noticed that there were several older ladies, well not real old but middle aged ladies still setting waiting talking among them selves so I went to them and introduced myself and got their names.

The one that seemed to be the leader said” I had been to the two other classes if that’s what they want to call them. They didn’t last a half hour and there was no discussion or questions. You have stayed over two hours answering questions and giving one on one demos that’s got to be a record for anything like this.”

“So you liked it and think it will achieve results?” I asked.

“There is no doubt that you opened some eyes that they don’t just have to give up and lay down. I was a little shaken by some of the material but the shock value was well worth it. It really drove home what can happen if you aren’t careful. I wish I had brought my early teen daughters to see it. I know I would have to explain some things when it was over but the message it delivered would have been worth it. Are you going to do another?” she asked.

“We had not planned past one and after the ending I may not have a job tomorrow. The ending was not what I had scripted. Lorrie and Jen did that change up without telling me. I could have strangled them but once it was out it was to late to stop it.” I said “as for another we will just have to see”. She handed me a card and said “please call me if you do.”

Kate came down from the video room and said “now that was one powerful seminar you should be proud on how it went.”

“The ending was not by my script I probably won’t have a job tomorrow” I said.

“You have nothing to worry about. Here this is for you I filmed the whole thing right up until ten minutes ago. This is the only copy and all other traces were erased.

Do you know who that lady you were talking to is?” she asked.

“No” I replied.  “She is Elaine Summers; she is the owner and editor of the Kent County Gazette.” Kate said.

“Oh no I better pick up the help wanted section for sure.” I replied.

I picked up the gear the girls had left and put it in my truck along with my copy of the program. I finished out the night with a couple patrols. It was six thirty when Jen and Lorrie made it over. Lorrie was beaming and Jen looked like she had been run through the wringer. Lorrie said “All I did was take pictures and video you are going to love it”

Jen said “leave the car here we are riding home with you we are just to tired.

Jenny and I arrived two hours early to do the final check outs and walk through. We checked and double check everything. Kate assured me that the video we need was ready to go and she was going to be there to run the equipment her self.

The front of the field house is where everything was set up. There was a very large screen that Kate was going to run the video and pictures on. When there were not running a telephoto camera would project what we were doing on that screen. The plants and trees were placed 6 feet from the wall half way across the field house. Homer was placed there. Between the trees and plants and the first row of seats the entire width of the field house were wrestling mats 12 feet wide.

I disabled the security cams inside the field house. I didn’t want there to be any recording on the servers. Security was instructed they were not to enter the field hours unless I called them and only then if I declared an emergency.

Jenny and I went to change. We both wore our protective training gear. I had on my work pants and belt without the cuffs and other hardware I was going to carry the gear with me but not wear it for what we had planned. I also wore a tight sweat shirt. I was wired with a mike for the audio system. The battery pack would be on the side instead of on my back. I had on my leather work shoes.

Jenny on the other hand would be totally covered. Over the gear she wore a black sweat shirt and had a full black mask the only thing visible was her eyes. She wore heavy black pants and black gloves. She looked like a man. She was also wired. She had been practicing with her voice so that she sounded like a man with a growl.

The college had over six hundred girls, given that this was the third rape class they had and it wasn’t mandatory I was hopping for 150 or so. We have seating for 300.

At six thirty the girls started filtering in through the main entrance. I stood there and picked out several girls depending on what they were wearing. I was looking for sweat pants and sweat shirts, jeans and belts, skirts, types of shoes and body size. I asked them if they would assist me demonstrations during the seminar. I warned that I may embarrass them but it would be for the good of the cause and those that agreed to participate I gave name cards to. I ended up with fifteen possible helpers.

Lorrie had been one of the first girls in and was sitting in the middle of the second row I thought she must be cold she had a heavy jacket on… When the girls stopped coming in the seating we had set up was full.

At seven the lights dimed I walked to the center.

“Ladies please turn off all cell phones; please do not take pictures, audio or video of to night’s class.” As I talked I walked back and forth across the front.

“Good evening girls, my name is Roberta Josephine Jones chief of security. My friends shortened that to Bobby Joe and later to BJ. When we meet around campus BJ is fine.”

This seminar is for girls only. I want all of you to look to your left to see if the person beside you has girl parts and if in doubt give it a squeeze in all the right places. Then do the same thing to your right. If you find no girl parts I want you to stand up a yell real loud. “I found one” I have a special job for any boys that are here. OK now do it.”

Rape as defined by Webster

Is forced sexual intercourse including both psychological coercion as well as physical force? Forced sexual intercourse means penetration by the offender(s). IT includes attempted rapes, male as well as female victims, and both heterosexual and homosexual rape. Attempted rape includes verbal threats of rape.

By penetration we are talking about oral, vaginal or anal. I don’t like the word vaginal in this setting it sounds like we are dissecting a frog, and in reality few women use that term outside the medical community. In a Redbook questionnaire most women preferred pussy when discussing that part of their anatomy. How ever for tonight in order to be some what modest we are going to call it kitty. When you hear your neighbor outside calling here “kitty, kitty, kitty” you know he is after the pussy- cat. There was laughter at that.

In 1995 there were 260,000 reported rapes or attempted rapes. A full 30 % of those reported were in the 18 to 24 age group. That’s the very group I’m standing here looking at. A new study suggests that 1 in 4 female college students will be a victim of sexual assault.

Six years ago while I was in a foreign country I was drugged and raped. They didn’t give me enough drugs and I came out to soon, I was being fisted.  If you don’t know what fisted is? Kate then played the 30 second clip played all bloody with ear piercing screams.

The gasp from the students was very loud.  Rape is never pretty.  Then 60 slides of broken, battered and bruised women played.

The physical damage from rape can be horrific or deadly. The physiological damage can last a life time. The purpose of tonight’s seminar is to teach you how not to become a victim, how to defend yourself.

I was walking from the left to the right and was just about half way when Jen sprang out from behind the row of trees come up behind me with a knife to my throat. There were shouts from the girls ‘look out’ and gasps and screams.

She said with that growl “your ass is mine I’m going to fuck your pussy till you bleed then I’m going to fuck your ass some more,  I’ll mark you for life every time you look in the mirror you will remember me.” I grabbed her arm and pulled the knife away then turned and shoved her away. For the next fifteen minutes we went through the fight routine we had practiced. With us wearing mikes the hits and kicks were loud and sounded very hard.  Each of us at least once ended up at the feet of the girls in the first row.  At the end Jen slithered back behind the plants.

What you just saw was what you could do with months of training. But in the real world few have the time for that kind of training. So tonight we are going to show what you can do with just a little practice, talk about some things you should not do.

The first thing we are going discuss is clothing. I know you have heard several different opinions, well let’s find out what is best. I selected some young ladies as you came in to night to help.

I chose Ching Lee to come up and stand with me. Asian 5.5 ft maybe 100 lbs, black shoulder length hair, nice set of tits, small waist. Had a long sleeved shirt tucked into her tight jeans with a belt and pointed leather shoes.

The second girl, Abby wearing sweat shirt and baggy sweat pants, flip flops, 5ft 6 in brown hair 120 lbs.

I had Abby walk at a fast clip like she was in a hurry back and forth in front of the plants and trees. On the second trip Jen came through and from behind. She pulled the sweat pants down to her ankles and almost off leaving her feet in them with a couple flips and twist of the pants her feet were secured. When she fell Abby caught herself with her extended arms. Jenny grabbed the bottom of the sweat shirt pulled it over her head rolled her onto her side then same as with the feet secured her hands with the large portion of the shirt.

Jen growled “lay still or die.” Jen place her arm across Abby’s mound to cover it placed her head at Abby’s naval and said “ meow, meow , meow.” A roar of laughter came from the crowd.    I walked over to Jen and said “ah no tits or kitty yet’ you have to wait. Unbind her and help her up. Jen complied then bowed her head and walked dejected back behind the bushes.

OK if you were looking at the clock that exercise took less than one minute. The lesson is baggy clothes are not your friend.

Now let’s look at Ching Lee, her shirt tucked in so it can’t be used as a quick arm restraint, pants tight with a belt that is buckled tight over her hips. Anyone trying to rape her is not going to be able to pull them down quickly from behind to use them as a restraint either.

Those things still will not prevent her from being a victim but with other measures along with those may help. One thing that it does do is give you more time to defend yourself. The attacker has to unbuckle and unbutton the pants plus pulling down tight pants takes time especially if you are resisting. For an attacker that is a distraction especially if this was a spur of the moment decision to attack you. That distraction allows you to do some of the things you are going to learn later.

The most favored attack method it from behind. Why?  Because when he has you from behind you cannot defend your self. Why wouldn’t he try to take you from the front Ching lee?  Before you answer that I have to tell you that I’m going to have to arrest you for carrying concealed weapons after we are finished here.

“Me I don’t have any weapons” she said. “You have 4 of them” I said “you have two hands and two feet. They are weapons of self defense if you use them”

“Hasn’t anyone ever told you how to defend yourself with the things that you have” I asked. “No” She said.

Let’s walk to Homer. All men have two very weak spots designed by nature. The eyes and the nuts they are not very big but enough pain inflicted will disable even the biggest man.

Remember this.  “KBPE Kick Balls Poke Eyes.”

The first thing you is are yell “It’s my kitty and you not going to touch it”. He expects you to scream or be so afraid that you say nothing. That statement is so off the wall that he is going to think “huh what” that delay will give YOU a couple more seconds to react.

Go for is his nuts; you use those pointed hard shoes and try to kick his nuts over his head.

After yelling “Its my kitty and you not going to touch it”   I demonstrated by several kicks to Homers groin. When you connect hard with his nuts four things are possible to happen. One he may go to his knees, two he may bend over, three he may pass out and four he may vomit from the pain.

If he bends over or goes to his knees it gives you one more chance. You kick him again .This time if he is on his knees you put that shoe toe under his chin just like you would kick a foot ball and try to take his head off.  If he bends over you kick at the throat, teeth or eyes just like a foot ball try to put it over the goal post. If you connect he is not coming after you.  The reason you go for the nuts first to keep him further away from you. If he is to close to you when you act going for the eyes is the last resort

For the eyes to inflict pain to them you use your fingers. I took my hand and jabbed Homer in the eyes several times. If you get just one finger deep into his eye he is going to forget about you long for you to get away. He is going to be one hurting sob. You shove all your fingers at his eyes and hope that at that at least one goes in like this as I did Homer again.

Now you try it. Ching Lee went to homer and yelled ‘It’s my kitty and you not getting any of it” She then kicked in the nuts and then several times in his eyes with her fingers.

“Did that feel good?” I asked. She laughed and said “yeah”  “well do I again this time use the other hand and foot” I said. After she repeated it several times I had her sit down had several other girls go through the motions.

We have a device called the “Safety Tee” we are going to demonstrate. It’s a tee just as the name implies it has a strap that you put around your wrist and adjust so that the tee rest in the palm of your hand and part of the tee protrudes through your fingers. It’s a last resort defensive tool you jab into his body to inflict pain. I’m not a big fan of it because by the time you can use it you are already with in his reach. Kate played a short promo video from the manufacture.

Kate ran a ten minute film on all the different ways girls are unwilling drugged at parties and on dates and ways to avoid being a victim by being drugged.

A while ago we talked about the rapist preferred taking you from behind because it takes your hands and feet out of play. What  do you do if you are walking down a dark street by your self and you meet someone that you just know is bad news and you cant cross the street to avoid him what do you do?

I called one of students named Hanna up and said “now walk back and forth and let’s see what we can do with this”. As she got to the trees about twenty feet ahead of her Jen walked to meet her. When they were ten feet apart Jen said “meow, meow here kitty, kitty nice kitty. Hanna stuck her hands in her pockets and hunkered down, as soon as Jen passed she turned and grabbed Hanna in a bear hug and shoved her through the bushes and to the floor.

Jen started trash talking with the growl. “Baby I’m going to fuck your ass and pussy so good, I’m going to leave bite marks all over your body.” Jen must have started squeezing her tits because Hanna who had been quiet up to that point started screaming her head off.

I ran behind the bushes and yelled “I told you that you had to wait no tits and ass yet.”  Jen growled “You can’t blame me for trying can you I’m getting impatient I’m horny and want to fuck”

“Later you just have to wait” I said as Hanna came out. I heard motion and rustlings going on behind the bushes and wondered what Jen was doing back there. I asked Hanna “if she wanted to KBPE on Homer.”

“Your damn right I do. That pervert got my tit. “It my kitty and your not going to touch it” she screamed as she went at Homer.

“Ok people what did she do wrong and what should she have done?” I asked.

I had several suggestions shouted out from the crowd.  Run away was by several people, just keep walking, get him before he gets you.

“Running away is certainly a possibility, but you can’t run from everyone that seems odd. First walk with a partner never walk alone. But if you must always aware of your surroundings avoid distractions staff off the cell phone. Keep your hands out of your pockets. You can’t use them to defend yourself with them in your pockets it gives your attacker the advantage. As you get shoulder to shoulder turn and walk backwards a few steps to make sure he hasn’t turned to grab you. If he has you are face to face with him and you are more able to defend your self. Remember KBPE kick balls poke eyes.” I said.

“We have one final thing to do tonight and after that we are finished. Please come up and get a safety tee, Meet the people that helped to put this together and please everyone come up and give Homer the pervert his just rewards. Please practice KBPE Kick Balls Poke Eyes.” I said.

“All evening long I have been putting the rapist off and now its time to pay up. Is there anyone that wants to how should I say this satisfy the rapist. Now is the time to come down.” I asked.

Jen came out and walked back and forth looking at the girls she stopped in front of one or two and growled “nice tits ass and kitty how about you?”   They replied “go away you pervert” After a few moments I said “well I guess I will have to give him me” Jen jumped in front of me growling “nice tits nice ass good fun now.

Lorrie stood up and said “no I’ll do it I have been raped before nothing but damaged goods here” You could have heard a pin drop.  I smelled a conspiracy this was not what we had planned to do.

Lorrie came and stood in front of Jen then yelled “it’s my kitty and you are going to fight to get it.   Lorrie flailed into Jenny driving her back continuous kicks, hits and punches a lot of it was the same routine that Jen and I had done at the start.

In less than ten minutes Jen had Lorrie with her arm around her neck the other on her chin. Jen growled “one push and I break your neck surrender or die.” Lorrie said “I surrender take me have your way”

Jenny walked her to the middle of the mat area, removed the heavy coat Lorrie was wearing. I could see that it had body padding inside it. She pulled Lorrie’s arms behind her took a piece of light rope and made a symbolic loop around her hands.

Lorrie bowed her head looking at the floor.  Jenny then went in front of her lifted each foot and remover her shoes. She then undid her belt unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and slid them down and off laying them to the side. Lorrie has on a men’s style long tail shirt. Jen reached up under the shirt and pulled down and off her panties. The field house was deafly quiet. She took the panties to her masked face and through the microphone you could hear her sniffing them and then she put them in her pocket. Jen stood and unbuttoned the shirt stopping when she was below Lorries tits leaving the several buttons at the bottom still in place. She went behind Lorrie took hold of the shirt at the shoulders and pulled it back and down her arms using the shirt like a restraint. She unhooked Lorrie’s bra but left it in place.  Jenny slipped off her shoes and started un fastening her belt.

It was here I made the last statement. “Ten percent of rape victims know their assailant they are either, family, friends, acquaintances, coworkers, neighbors or someone they have met before. Any time anyone pressures you, forces you, drugs you into intercourse it is rape if you don’t fully consent. No means no and stop means stop and right now.”

Jenny finished undoing her pants and started pulling than down and out flipped a cock I could have fainted. She had on a strap on with a slightly larger than average sized cock on and it was the most realistic looking one I has seen. It must have been the rustling of her putting it on I heard earlier, that was not in my planning either. There was one heck of a collective gasp from the crowd of girls. The shirt hid most of it except when she walked around to the front of Lorrie it bobbed through the shirt.

She lifted Lorries head and looked in here eyes. Lorrie smiled big then winked I took that to be the signal that everything was ok to continue with the plan. Jen reached out to Lorrie and pulled her bra off dropping it to the floor. Jen unbuttoned several of the buttons on her shirt reached inside and unsnapped the straps on the body protective body pads she was wearing. Jen some how removed her shirt, body protective padding and the hood all as one unit and was standing there nude with the exception of the strap on..

Lorrie undid the snap on the strap on and dropped it to the floor with her clothes then pulled Jen to her in a big hug and asked “are you ok? It felt like I connected with your ribs and not the padding one time.”

Jen said “You did if I had been half a second slower backing away you would have broken them.” Lorrie responded “I can kiss it to make better if you like”.

Jen said “you will have to do that later”. My mike picked up the whole conversation.  “Girls let’s put the clothes back on” I said.

This is the end of the presentation. Please come up and get a safety tee and meet the people who helped put this together and give Homer a kick or two.. We will stay for questions if you have any. If there is enough interest we will have a self defense class on campus there will be a signup sheet in the security office.

After a few minutes rest I moved and started kissing Jen and hugging her close, she loved having her neck kissed and I made sure I placed plenty on her mot sensitive spots.  I went to her lips kissing her gently lightly spreading her lips with the tip of my tongue. I was rewarded with soft moans as she allowed me to get my tongue deeper to wrestle with her tongue. I sucked on the tip of her tongue and massaged her breast rolling the nipple between my fingers. I leaned and sucked in the other nipple then biting it softly. After thoroughly loving her breast I kissed and licked my way to her mound where I gently licked her clit and worked my down.

I kissed and licked and sucked from her clit to her perineum. Jen loved to have her perineum licked it was her secret hot spot l had found it by accident and I enjoyed setting her off with it. I lifted her leg so I could spread her wide to allow me to have access to her perineum and her most sensitive places of her pussy. I licked, fingered and sucked. Her hips were responding to me and her moans were growing louder and more intense the desire building.

I lifted my head from her crotch to see Lorrie laying next to her as she had to me. Lorrie had her hand and was kissing the back of it. I inserted two fingers and sucked harder on her clit I began stroking those fingers in and out slowly adding a twisting motion. I could tell she was close the moans were now continuous her hips were loosing their rhythm thrusting erratically.

I allowed plenty spittle to run down the crack of her ass, I wet my thumb and pushed it against her rectum withdrew it a little to allow more lube there. I pushed hard and as my thumb popped into her ass I bit gently on her clit. Jen screamed as her orgasm took over her body, her legs pushed down hard on the bed lifting her pussy hard against my face. I finished her off by rapidly thrusting my fingers into her orifices. Jen went limp so I moved up beside her and kissed her,

I leaned over her and kissed Lorrie on the cheek and fore head, then started to pull away. Lorrie pulled me back and kissed me hard on the lips even giving me a little tongue before pulling away. She was smiling, her eyes sparkling. She said “one day soon I think I will be ready it is so wonderful to just be a part of the feelings and love you share”.

We showered, put dry sheets on the bed and the three of went to sleep, and Lorrie spooned tight against me which seemed to be her favorite position. Some time during the night we rolled, when I woke in the morning it was me spooning against Lorrie. I had one arm under her, one over her with a hand full of her breast lightly massaging it. As soon as I realized what I was doing I stopped and pulled my hand away, she was apparently awake. Lorrie giggled and said “you’re a sneaky one even in your sleep I have to watch you”.

Tuesday went fast Lorrie went to her classes, Jen went to work. I did all the normal house hold things, cleaned, did the wash. I went down to the gym and did a work out. While I was down there I looked through Jakes kinky collection of goodies. By myself I could take time to look at everything real good. He had a complete set of leather apparel both male and female, all kinds of bdsm toys whips, floggers, dungeon equipment   including urethral sounds and the largest collection of vibes, dildo and strap on and inflatable’s  I had seen outside of an adult store. There was also one cabinet that was locked as I continued my search I found the key. There were a dozen big photo albums plus home made vhs tapes and DVDs along with camera equipment. A quick thumb through of the photo albums showed wild sex parties in this very room. When I had time I was definitely going to look at those videos and pictures.

I received several e-mails from the college security department informing me that multiple deliveries had been made. That should have been the rest of the things that I needed for the seminar.

Joe sent me an e-mail that Homer was done awaiting my inspection and approval before being carried to the field house. I replied to all that I would be there Wednesday afternoon to assist with the final preparations so Jenny and I could do a final rehearsal that evening.

Kate also sent a e-mail that she had the video ready and would be there Wednesday night to run it with the rehearsal.

I was at the college at noon on Wednesday. The mats, plants and everything was in place by three. I met with Joe and he filled in on the secrets of Homer.

He had used inner tubes inflated at low pressure for the legs, an inner tube partially filled with water and low air pressure to make the whole center of the body, a heavy duty water balloon partially filled with water made the head painted with eyes and a leer. He also had a beat up baseball hat glued on. It was fastened with mono filament netting to the body making it look like he has scars the pants must have been size 50 they were big and the shirt had been sewed to the pants to keep everything together.  An old pair of work boots filled with sand and tied to legs of the pants finished it off. A wooden stand held it upright with leather straps that made it look like he had on suspenders. It was perfect we could beat it kick it and have a ball with it.

The rehearsal went great I had two possible endings prepared we were ready now everything was in place. The question was would I have a job the day after.

I woke at 4:30 even though I was off work until Thursday; you just can’t change the body’s clock on a whim. I did plan to go to the college Wednesday evening with Jen to meet with Kate. We were to do a live run rehearsal, including the video and picture segments. I needed to make sure all the handout materials had arrived. I also needed to make sure Joe had completed Homer the manikin and that the building department was still going to put the plants where I wanted them.

I went down to the gym and spent an hour working out. I felt great afterwards. Since the girls had been making me most of my meals I decided to make supper for them. A salad, fried ham steaks, with sweet potatoes and green beans sounded good to me. We had some wine in the wine rack that would go good. We could eat on the deck; it was a nice Indian summer night.

Jen was running a little late but called and said she would be home by 6:30. Lorrie drove in while I was talking to Jen. We talked about supper and began with getting the sweet potatoes started; they would take the longest to cook. The salad was shaken, washed and tossed; I added strips of cheese and other goodies to make it rock and roll. I heard the garage door go up so I put the ham steaks on the grill.

Jenny gave me a huge hug followed with a toe curling kiss. Lorrie came over and said, “I want one too!” I got a hug and quick kiss from her.

While we were waiting for the ham steaks to cook, Jen said “I have an update on the KCC arrest. We got his computer hard drives reconstructed today, he was a collector of child porn, and we think some of the pictures were made locally. So far they have found nothing to connect him to the coed rapes. He was trying to expand into photographing naked college girls to sell the pictures to magazines. He claimed to pull those names by random from a list he found. “

“We need to find out where he got the list. If it is something that was published as a college hand book or handout we need to put an end to it,” I said. “The rape victims would have been victims of opportunity, just at the wrong place at the wrong time” I added.

Lorrie said, “There never has been any kind of student list published that I know of. They wouldn’t even give the student clubs a list of the students, just for that reason. Could he have hacked the college’s computer to get a list?”

Supper was great, and then we went into the living room to finish off the wine. Lorrie excused herself to go shower. We put the dishes in the dishwasher and shut everything down. Jen took my hand and led me through the bedroom to the bathroom and closed the door. We soaped, washed, enjoyed the hot water, stepped out and dried each other off.

We stepped into the bedroom lit by many scented candles. The covers were thrown back and Lorrie was sitting on the bed holding a bottle of body lotion. “Face down,” Jen said. The body lotion had been warmed. I was oiled and rubbed from my hair line to the tip of my toes. “Roll over,” I was told. The front of me was oiled and rubbed from my forehead to my toenails. Lorrie lay down beside me to my left and Jen to my right. Jen began with kisses to my cheek and forehead before she kissed me on my lips. She lingered on my lips before forcing her tongue into my mouth. We played tongue tag before she pulled away. She sucked on my neck then kissed my chest before she licked between my boobs.

I felt Lorrie move closer then she took my hand, placed it against her lips and kissed the back of my hand. Jen was sucking on my nipple, squeezing my boobs with one hand and the other was lazily rubbing the inside of my thigh. Jen came back to my mouth to kiss me again – hard and full of passion – this time her hand was on my mound, just lightly circling, not entering the folds. Again Jenny worked her way down, kissing my neck then my boobs, this time she continued lower. She placed a kiss directly on the tip of my clit and circled it with her tongue. I thrust my hips up; I wanted to feel her tongue deep inside me but it was not to be, as she pulled back. As my hips settled back on the bed she licked it again – my knees were trembling – I wanted more now. She was teasing me, torturing me and she loved it.

Lorrie was still holding my hand, kissing it. Every now and then she would suck on my thumb. I pulled her to me; I needed someone to hold me tight and kiss me. I had her half on me – our boobs were against each other – she would kiss me lightly, occasionally letting her tongue brush against mine. I was moaning into her kisses. Jen was back at my pussy licking, nibbling, and pulling at my clit with her lips and teeth. I was close; my hips were rising to meet her lips.

My left hand was under Lorrie, my right hand full of sheet for something grip. Jen pushed 2 fingers into me, sawing them in and out. She sucked hard on my clit and I went over. I was cumming with screams of pleasure and passion. I pulled Lorrie tighter, both arms around her now. I was kissing her neck and lips; I tried to get her to tongue. My hips were working with Jen’s fingers in my pussy. I was coming down now – Jen pulled away – I cried out feeling empty. Then Jenny was back spreading my legs. Then I felt it – the cold tip against my hot wet hole – she had on the strap-on, it was sliding in. She was trying to get the rhythm, going in and out, deeper and deeper.

Lorrie felt the bed move and looked to see what was happening. Jenny continued and picked up speed. Finally she was pounding our groins together, and then she leaned down and kissed me. I pulled Lorrie in to make it a three way kiss. I was sweating, grunting, gasping for my breath. The tremors started deep in my belly and spread, my clit felt like it was burning, my nipples ached, I could feel every nerve in my pussy going into overload. If I didn’t cum soon I was going to explode. Then it started like a pin jab deep in me, in an instant it had taken over my whole body. I screamed that I was going to cum to the world. I shook and cried out my pleasure. I begged Jenny not to stop but to pound me harder, to fuck me, and she did.

It started to get dark. Jenny was still pounding me; for some reason I was crying. Then everything went black. When I came back Jenny and Lorrie were laying on each side of me, each holding me tight.

I heard Lorrie asking Jenny if I was all right. Jenny replied “Oh yes, she is fine.” I pulled both of them close and kissed them.

“Wow, I want cum like that someday,” Lorrie said. “I haven’t been able to cum since that day.”

“When you’re ready to try, we are here to you,” we both chimed in.

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According to the dayshift, Sunday had been a very quiet day. I just hoped that the night would be just as quiet. I walked the grounds looking for anything that needed to be done to improve our security posture. The bushes were finally gone and the last bit of lighting had been installed. Two more security cams had been installed; we now had four cams at the main crosswalk. We could record from both sides of the crosswalk and now from both traffic directions approaching the crosswalk. All the cameras had been upgraded to hi-def with night vision and larger servers dedicated to the camera systems with backup. We could get TV quality day or night. The only problem was that viewing and reviewing the film was a huge time consumer. When you walked in the security office you walked to a counter. If you were sitting at the counter, looking upward over the entrance door, there were now 24 individual monitors. A simple touch at the control console would bring the audio from that camera to the speakers. In my office those 24 images were on two large flat-screen monitors, a touch on the screen over the image brought that one full screen and to the speakers. I needed to remember to lock the field house cam so no one could watch what went on there Thursday night.

Jenny and Lorrie came at eight with supper: fresh homemade salad (not bagged stuff), fresh homemade crab cakes from Jen’s dad, and warm rolls. It was a wonderful supper with friends.

After supper we worked on the flyer the was to be posted on all the bulletin boards on campus.

Rape Awareness and Prevention Seminar

KCC Field House Thursday, October 24, 2012 at 7 PM sharp.

This is for female students only – no males allowed.

There will be a discussion about rape like you have never seen or had before.

Bring all your female friends.

Rated XXX
Materials, frank discussions, forums, self defense demonstrations
Prepare to be embarrassed, informed and trained in offensive and defensive tactics
Learn about the best defensive tools right at your finger tips

Don’t become a victim of assault or rape.

I was satisfied with the flyer. Now, if no one from the college objected we were ready to pass them out starting in the morning. I would personally carry it to HR before I left in the morning, if they approved the dayshift could begin hanging on windows, doors, and bulletin boards plus they would be e-mailed to every female student.

Jen and Lorrie left at 9:30, after Jen teased the heck out of me with hugs and kisses and in the privacy of my office. I think she had Lorrie as lookout.

The rest of the evening was quiet, as most Sunday evenings were.

Lorrie arrived at 6:45 and parked Jen’s car in front of the security office for safe-keeping again. She came into the office and gave me a good morning hug and whispered into my ear “You are in trouble tonight girl,” and just giggled. I had noticed several times that she was more open and bubbly around Jen and I than anyone else. As soon as she hugged me I could sense her attitude changing.

At 7 AM I carried the flyer over to HR for approval, which they gave. HR would e-mail it to all female students and security was responsible for all other postings. I ran off a hundred copies and left instructions for them to be posted today and this evening. By nine I was home, headed to bed. I noticed there had been some things moved around in the bedroom and that it had been cleaned.

Hmm

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I felt a naked female body spoon up tight to me; a hand snaked around me to rest between my boobs. I pulled the hand to my lips and kissed it several times. Lorrie giggled and whispered, “I love you.”

I returned it. I rolled over to face her boob to boob and said, “Now, what pray tell is a naked Lorrie doing in my bed?”

“I came up to change into workout clothes and just couldn’t resist. You feel so nice next to me,” she said.

“Now what if I can’t resist,” I said. I pulled her close, my arm around her back. I nudged my knee between her legs so she would open them and half rolled her over onto her back as she did. I slid my leg up tight against her crotch. I kissed her lightly on the lips, then much harder. As I felt her lips relax I slipped my tongue in a little until I felt the tip of her tongue, I hardened mine and brushed it back and forth against her tongue. I felt her nipples harden against me and the movement of her pelvis against my thigh.

I broke the kiss and said, “Girl, if we don’t get up from here the only workout you are going to get will not be in the gym.”

“Oh, I forgot – Jen is waiting – we had better get going; she had some kind of move she wants you to demonstrate,” she said.

“Oh, I thought that was what you were doing; putting the move on me,” I replied and we broke into laughter.

Jen was sitting at the table when we got to the kitchen “I thought I was going to have to come get you two,” she said.

“Jealous?” Lorrie replied. “No, not at all. I just want to get started; I want to kick some ass,” Jen said.

In the gym we worked thru the moves that Jen wanted to see and a few others, we did them slowly and precisely. Lorrie was watching intently, copying the moves. After several dry runs we started at the beginning and went full bore through the complete self defense program I was going to do the at the rape prevention program. After two hours I left Jen and Lorrie to continue the workout, I had just enough time to shower, dress, eat and make it to work on time.

After the normal shift starting routine I met with Joe from the craft shop. I explained to him an idea I had for a male manikin that I wanted to use in the program. It had to be life size but soft enough in certain areas to be repeatedly kicked without hurting the foot. Joe took my idea, expanded on it and ran with it. He would have it ready in two days for me to test out.

After a patrol of the grounds and a complete review of the last week of security tapes, I set about filling in the blanks that were left to complete the program.

I ordered the items I wanted to hand out from Law Mans Supply, e-Bay and the Self Defense Locker Room. Everything was to be delivered Tuesday, that would give two days to correct anything if there were any problems.

Because we were getting closer to the first of the month we doubled the number of patrols on the streets that surrounded the college grounds. We increased the number of security cams and made more foot patrols on campus. Any questionable vehicle or people were immediately challenged, photographed and were sent to the task force for identification and follow up. This was a recommendation from our internal barnstorming session after the incident Tuesday. We were still waiting on a final report from that.

Friday evening finished off without any incident. I was home by 8 AM. I was looking forward to a little quiet time with Jen; I was stressed out and needed fucking and a mind blowing orgasm badly so that I could relax and sleep. There was a note on the table. ‘Gone shopping will be home when you get up – Love Jen and Lorrie’.

Oh well, not this morning, I guess. After my shower I went to the toy box and got out the mini vibe and let my fingers do the walking. It wasn’t what I wanted but was all I was going to get. I shut the door to the bedroom and went to sleep.

The alarm went off at 6:10 – damn, I had wanted to be up before now. A quick shower and grab a bite to eat at the college was going to have to do. The girls were still gone, the note where I had left it, so I checked my phone – no text, no missed calls, must be one heck of a shopping spree.

I wrote on note, “Sorry I missed you see you in the morning, love BJ.”

Lorrie was 21, Jen 25, and I was 30. They were probably closer to each other than I was to them. Both of them had the college life experience, where I had life under fire. Lovers and friends had always been a problem for me, both seemed to come and go far too often. I had blamed it on the military all these years but that may have been wrong. Maybe staying at Jake’s house was a bad idea; maybe not re-enlisting had been a bad idea after all. I hoped Jen would finish the rape program. I still had 30 days left on the re-enlistment window.

If there was another attack I would use it as my failure and leave, if there was none I could say the things I had done were a success and still leave. Damn, I was down on myself this evening. I called Mom and Dad and talked with them for a while; everything was good there. I called Jake from the college phone; a girl answered and it sounded like a drunken party was going on. I just hung up. Midnight and I still hadn’t gotten a call or text from the girls.

Saturday night was calm – one minor dorm party – the dayshift guys got in early so I left early. I didn’t go in the house. I walked to the deck, stripped off, pushed the buttons on the tub and got in. Half an hour later I went quietly into the house with my clothes in my hand. I dried off and put on one of the tee shirts from the rack. I snuck down the hall and glanced into the bedrooms. Jenny was asleep on one bed, Lorrie asleep in the other bedroom. I went into Jake’s room and went to sleep.

I woke up at 5 and was still in a funky mood. I needed some serious exercise. I went over to my bedroom and found a pair of shorts, sneakers and a halter top. I intended to run on the treadmill for the next hour. I noticed that the beds were made in the other bed rooms. I saw no one else in the house. Oh well, shopping again, I thought. I set up my running program – slow warm up, jog, medium run, then a full-out run. I added an extra minute to my best previous time. Finally, adding the cool down cycle came out to be an hour and half; right on the money. That would give me forty five minutes to shower, change, and make it to work. I turned the fans on, put the head set on to a mix of music that I liked and lost myself in the run.

As the treadmill slowed down to a stop, Jen and Lorrie appeared. They had towels for me to dry off with and several bottles of cold water. I welcomed both then gave each of the girls a hug.

Lorrie said, “That was one heck of a run.”

“Yeah, I was in a funky mood and needed to work it out,” I said.

“You two must be shopped out,” I said.

“We have been getting some things for your presentation, we will show them to you when we do the complete run-through Wednesday night,” Jenny said, “Everything is still on for Thursday at 7, isn’t it?” she asked.

“Yes, everything should be here Tuesday, Wednesday at the latest,” I said.

“You get ready for work and we will bring supper to you at the college in a little while and eat with you,” Jenny said.

“Hey, that would be great!” I replied.

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At six AM the clock went off. Jenny turned it off as I looked into her eyes and kissed her lightly at first, and then with a little passion; of course I added a little tongue just to tease her. I saw Jen looking over me so I knew Lorrie was awake and watching. I turned, worked my arm under her, then rolled back and planted her between Jen and me. We kissed and hugged. I got a little carried away, kissed her hard on the lips and slipped her a little tongue; that surprised her. I immediately apologized.

Lorrie said, “Don’t be, it surprised me but it was wonderful. Do it any time you like, it just may take me a little while to get used to that kind of affection again.”

We had a quick breakfast. Lorrie rode with me in the truck. Jenny followed in her state car. The plan was I was going to stay at the college all day then do my night shift, Lorrie would come home with Jenny and they would pick up Jenny’s personal car for her to use back and forth to the college. Yes, Lorrie was going to be staying with us for a while.

The interviews went off on schedule without a hitch. We got all the information together. The suspect had been following several students around off campus for several days. Yesterday had been the first day he had ventured on campus that we knew of.

The ball was now in the forensics team hands. They seized multiple bags of evidence to sort through including a laptop and a desktop along with several cell phones. The hard drives in both computers had been wiped. The tech people thought they could be restored but it would take several weeks to do that. The SIMMs cards from the phones were intact so that maybe would help.

My response to that was whatever was on there that he wanted gone was backed up somewhere, on a thumb drive, CD or DVD, or maybe e-mailed to another account but it was somewhere. I asked if Jen and I could accompany the investigators on another sweep of the property. They would get back to me on that. We were done by noon.

Since I had time to kill, it wasn’t worth going home to try to sleep then come back. I decided that I should check out the auditorium / field house that I was going to use for the anti-rape program I was going to do there. I came up with the final layout and a list of the things I would need.

I went to the local Suffering States outdoor store to see if I could work out a deal to rent or borrow several dozen large potted plants or trees. I lucked out there; they were getting ready to get rid of the seasonal plants and trees that hadn’t sold this summer. The hot weather had taken its toll on them. I could have them as long as I disposed of them when I was finished; all I needed to do was to return the large tubs they were in.

I called the maintenance department and they agreed to send a truck and trailer right away, if I would help load them. A little physical labor would never hurt me so I agreed. When the trailer arrived the manager came out with a front end loader and made short work of that project. The maintenance guys said they would leave them on the trailer and keep them watered until I needed them.

I went back to the college to find the person in charge of the audio and video equipment in the field house. I found out that Katelyn Cooper (or Kate as she preferred) was in charge. I explained what I wanted to do during my presentation and that I wanted a crash course on operating the equipment. Kate volunteered to run it for me.

“Kate, I’m going full shock with this, they have already had two rape presentations, and they haven’t worked. The rapes are still happening; I’m going to make those girls aware of the dangers they continue to put themselves in by being complacent the hard way. It may cost me my job. I don’t want to take anyone with me,” I said.

“BJ, one of the girls that were raped was a top student in my department. The rape destroyed her, she couldn’t cope after that, she quit; she gave up. That beautiful talented girl committed suicide four weeks ago. If anything you do will save just one girl from that I’m all in, no matter what,” she said.

We shook hands then hugged. “You may not feel that way when it’s over,” I replied.

I went back to the security office and began the search for pictures that reflected what was done to me when I was raped. I also searched for the kinds of torture that was inflicted on other rape victims as well of other violence against women.

I would work on a general outline of the presentation over the next few nights and meet with Kate to fit the video and audio to the program.

It was coming together quickly now, only a few more items remained to be gotten. I would have the flyers ready to post on Monday, Thursday 7 PM was the go time.

Jen came to my office to wait on Lorrie; they were riding home together, Lorrie was to commute to college in Jen’s personal car and stay at our house for a while.

Jenny followed me back into my office, gave a toe curling kiss and said “I can promise you more as soon as we have a few minutes together.“

Lorrie came in a short time later and gave me a hug topped with, “Good night, I love you.”

I made the rounds. Thursday turned out to be a very quiet night. I researched more pictures and videos. I also found some personal safety items that would be great giveaways if I could locate them in time.

Friday morning at 6:30 Lorrie arrived in Jens car; a nearly new Corvette. The tag was personalized ‘J Coles’. Lorrie had brought breakfast from Arby’s with OJ and coffee. I noticed that she was a lot more talkative and bubbly but as soon as anyone came she was quiet and withdrawn.

I asked, “How did you sleep?”

She reddened a little and said “I slept with Jen – she is not as warm as snuggly as you are – don’t tell her that I said that,” and she laughed. I left a few minutes later and was home in bed by 8 AM.

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We suited up completely in the protective padding, including hand protection. For the next hour we tried to beat the living crap out of each other. We both landed some excellent hits; without the protective gear anyone on the receiving end would have been in a world of hurt. We took a water break and then did a rehearsal of some of the things I wanted to incorporate in the rape prevention seminar.

After we had finished Lorrie said, “You two play for keeps! I have never seen anything like that in real life. To be hit hard enough to be kicked off your feet and still be able hit back – wow – I thought that kind of stuff was only movie magic.”

Jen said “BJ was a self defense instructor in the Marines; she has been teaching me how to take care of myself and we can teach you some of the moves if you like.”

“I would like to try to learn some of these things. Before I was raped I was Captain of the girl’s field hockey team and the girls championship lacrosse team at the college. After the rape I didn’t feel worthy any more and felt that everyone was pointing, talking and snickering about me behind my back. I can’t get comfortable in front of a group of people any more,” Lorrie said.

“You can come here and spend the weekend, and Jenny can start by teaching you the basics. After I get up I will work with both of you till I have to go to work,” I said. “In the meantime I am beat; it has been a long and a tough day. Let’s go upstairs and have a cold beer out on the deck to unwind.”

We stopped by the refrigerator. I grabbed a Bud Lite for myself and a Miller Lite for Jen.

I asked Lorrie “Bud, Miller lite or wine cooler?”

“I’ll have a Bud light,” she replied.

I flipped the cover back on the hot tub and hit the controls. “Temp 101, just where I like it,” I said.

Jen and I stripped off and hit the open shower on the deck to wash the sweat off, before we got in the tub. I gave her a quick soap up and she did the same to me.

I was watching Lorrie to see what she was going to do. She finally started to undress by the time I was done with Jen. As Jen stepped out I motioned for her to step in. I soaped her backside from her neck to her ankles and gave her a playful swab between the cheeks with the soapy fuzzy ball. She turned around and I repeated to process including a quick swat at her mound.

She said “I see you two like the smooth look.”

“Yep; feels better, looks better, and is more fun, especially when we shave each other,” I replied.

“I worry about cutting myself,“ Lorrie said.

“One of us will be glad to shave it for you if you like; all you have to do is ask,” I said as I winked at her, to that she just gave a little smile.

We joined Jenny in the tub, sipping on the beer, relaxing in the wonderful hot water. We talked about our day tomorrow. The three of us were going to the college in the morning. Lorrie needed to be there for school and the questioning that was to happen at 7 AM. The HR rep and the college attorney had this confirmed by e-mail. Jenny was going to participate in the search of the suspect’s property.

Lorrie expressed her fears about being interviewed and was visibly upset; I reassured her that I would be with her the whole time and that she would be fine. Her smile at that was welcomed. There was no way I wanted her upset.

After forty five minutes we got out of the tub. Jen and I always made a playful task out of drying each other; we included Lorrie this time. We had a small closet inside of the door to the deck where we kept beach towels for the tub. I had added a pile of over-grown tee-shirts of all descriptions not long after I started staying here. I gave one to Lorrie and Jenny as well as one for myself. Most were mid-thigh; they was great for just lying around after time in the tub or hitting the outside shower after work or play outside. I also had a few that were cutoff that just covered the boobs if I wanted to set the mood for fun. We sat around and made small talk for another hour. We exchanged ideas, thoughts, feelings, expressed our likes, dislikes and learned a lot more about each other. At ten we decided that we needed to get to bed; tomorrow was going to be a long day, especially for me.

I needed to be at the college at seven for the interviews plus I was scheduled to work. It would be a twenty four hour stretch for me, nothing that I had not done a thousand times in the last four years but I still wasn’t looking forward to it.

I showed Lorrie to the other spare bedroom across the hall from ours. I also showed her that Jen and I were across the hall and that we slept with the door open so that if she needed anything she would know where to find us.

Jen and I sat on the bed naked, listening to the news to see if anything had hit the news cycle about the college. No news wasn’t necessarily good news we thought. While we were sitting there Lorrie stepped in the door and began thanking us for all we were doing for her. I patted the bed as an invitation for her to join us, as she came to the bed she removed the over-grown tee shirt.

She said “I just want to be one of the girls when I’m around you.”

She thanked us repeatedly. We expressed how happy we were to be able to be there for her and to help her. She gave both of us big hugs and a kiss on the cheek and said” Good night.”

Jenny and I both chimed in that the door was open if she needed anything, along with, “Good night, we love you, sweet dreams”.

Lorrie stopped in the door and turned around, her eyes filled with tears – the dam had burst.

She ran to us and threw her arms around us, sobbing. “That’s the first time anyone has said I love you to me since I was raped. I love you, I love you” sobbing tears flowing like a river.

She was hugging us both, kissing our cheeks and crying, sobbing, “I love you, I love you.” We were crying and sobbing, hugging her and saying, “We love you”.

An hour later, emotionally drained Jen and I walked Lorrie (with our arms around her) to her room. With final hugs and kisses on the cheek we tucked her into bed and told her again we loved her.

Jen and I got into bed. Jen said, “If I catch that son of a bitch, he is not going to be alive to make it to interrogation.”

I said, “I don’t know who was in charge of her therapy after her rape, but they didn’t know what they were doing and should have their license revoked”.

Some time during the night I got up to pee, I had just gotten comfortable with my arm around Jen when I felt the bed move and a naked female body spoon up to me, putting her arm around me. I took the hand, brought it to my lips, and gave it several kisses. Lorrie squeezed me tight and snuggled even closer. We all slept peacefully the rest of the night.

Edit by Alfmeister