I was a problem fixing and solutions guy but I had no experience with this type of problem.Returning to the kitchen, I poured the rest of my drink bac... into the bottle. I wasn't a great investigative mind like Sherlock Holmes or even a detective out of a book like Spenser; the character invented by Robert B. Parker. My mind set was finding the problem and fixing it. Okay, I finally thought, I need to call the police first thing.My phone call to the police was less than satisfying."911, what is. That was all it took. He felt himself traveling over the edge.One final lunge and he held his cock deep in her throat as he came hard. He felt her hand massaging his balls and it seemed to him that he would never stop. He let out with a guttural moan as he felt the last bit drain down her throat. He felt her keep swallowing, milking his cock, taking every last drop he had to give. Massaging his balls to make him cum hard and long really exhausted him. He braced his legs to keep from sliding to. Doug... and Susan."An opening was made for Jenny and I in the tight circle. Nobody wanted to be the first to talk. Perhaps they didn't know quite what to say.Doug stared into the crackling fire, poking at it with a stick. "Some of us think you did the right thing yesterday."The other heads nodded in agreement. Jenny was uncomfortable with the topic, it was obvious. I was too.The silence was as thick as the smoke that filled the air around us. Bill spoke up. "Someone had to do it." More nodding.. Dressing, he grabbed his uniform and stuffed it into the bag. He reached into the side pocket and pulled a small package out and stuffed it into his pants pocket.Colonel Williams glanced at his watch as he walked to a small wall safe and entered the combination on the keypad. It beeped and unlocked. He pulled the metal door open, Inside were three small silver cellphones on chargers.He unplugged one and put it in his pocket. He unplugged the other two and removed their batteries, shoving them.