I felt the town of Hell was vital for my temporary safe refuge.Funny place morgues. It is a known fact that they pay their staff peanuts especially th... night shift. The neighboring town to 'Hell' was pretty good size. It had a morgue and was fairly easy to bluff my way in that night. There was only one attendant who looked brain dead and apparently had an obvious liking for drugs.This was perfect for my purpose. I asked to see the 'John Doe' bodies to look for a loved one. When he asked me to. I’d worn my special bra, and my nipples responded to his fingers.While we were walking to the car, he said, “It’s early. Want to go up to Lookout Point.”I’d been thinking of exactly that. “Sure.”I suppose I’d known this might happen. I’d put four condoms in my purse. We used them all. Being with Steve wasn’t better than with Bill, but it was different. It was the same moves, but sometimes he went a little faster than Bill, sometimes he pressed me softer, and sometimes it just felt different.. After desert, the party started breaking up. A few of the staff needed to get home and relieve their babysitters. A few people made other excuses and departed a few minutes later. I had noticed Angela slipping out of the room, heading toward the restrooms in the back, but she had been gone more than a few minutes when I noticed that she was still in the back.I started to worry, of course, so I reached out with my mind to see if I could sense her. I could immediately tell that she was fine, but. She saw me and started crying, I hugged her tightly, very tightly. I could feel her breasts, I was a little conscious as she was no longer my gf but I hugged her even tighter, she hugged me tight as well and kept crying. I was very worried but could not help my penis from getting harder. Perhaps she felt that too but I deliberately pushed myself a little back as it got hard. I held her in my hand and asked what happened. She: nothing.I: why are you crying?She: I have nothing.I: what do you.