After the phone call, Chris refilled his coffee cup. He stole a glance at Catherine and saw that she was staring at him. He smiled and she smiled back.... His thoughts turned to last night’s ‘activities’ and he looked away. What was he thinking? She was cute, yes. She was also his responsibility. If he screwed up, it wasn’t just his badge. It was her and Megan’s life. With that thought, his breathe caught and anxiety filled his stomach. He wouldn’t let either of them to get hurt. His life would. Very unsteadily she eventually broke off the kiss to enter the bedroom area where the bathroom was (part of the room I could not see any angle into). She remained unseen by me there for some time, but emerged to sit on the edge of the bed, appearing to watch the video. The five or six men in the room took little time to pull Allison (unresisting) closer towards them and they began to kiss and caress her. Within five minutes she was topless on her back deeply kissing two men, while two other men. Her whole body had relaxed. She was better at this than I could’ve hoped. I was intrigued, if a little surprised. I was also a little excited, and impatient.“So…?”“So my mom was screaming and I was so embarrassed.”“Why?”“I don’t want to hear my mom screaming ‘Oh, Bert, fuck me just like that!’”“Bert?”“My dad’s name is Albert, same as my grandfather. My grandfather is Al. Everyone calls my dad Bert.”“So ol’ Bert was laying it to mom pretty hard.”“I guess so.”There was a pause. It threatened to. Jeanette had laid there all night, her nocturnal activity moving from self induced orgasm to panic at what she was surely now so irreversibly involved in, and then once again driving herself to rapturous imaginings at what lay in the months ahead. Time after time she spread her pale thighs to drive her fingers harder and deeper, rubbing frantically and aggressively , her pubic area aching for more. She arched her back, dug her heals into the mattress and strained her abdomen out as if she were.