Three blocks later I saw the stalker and touched my badge, “this is constable Steele. I have a stalker trailing me.”Stalkers were common in the Wa...k. Even though constables were exempt from paid killers, others still hunted us. I whispered and felt the shimmer that spread out from me. It kept moving but drifted left while I seemed to vanish and went right and slowed. As a constable hover car speed towards us the stalker decided to act.He pulled a long barreled weapon and aimed at the illusion.. “Soap.” He repeated, leaving the water to grab something from the bench; and just as I had suspected, he returned with what looked like a little bottle of liquid soap. But he didn’t return to his shower, he came up between me and Ted, making a little 3 person nudity triangle. He then proceeded to squirt some soap into his hand and then rubbed some down my back. I tensed right back up at the shock of this naked stranger’s inappropriate boldness, yet I didn’t tell him to stop. He positioned. Don’t say anything, but I heard Jerry and Rita were having problems. I think Jerry was seeing someone else but I’m not sure about that.” “Okay,” I said, “now I know you must be wrong. Jerry fucking around on Rita? No way!” “All I know Brent, is that they’re gone. I heard Jerry took early retirement, the house is already sold…the whole ball of wax.” I still couldn’t believe it. Then I thought of Kris telling me they would be out of town for our party. “When did they move?” I asked. “About mid. She must have been on a hair trigger, for she began yelling “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” at the top of her lungs, her vaginal walls spasming around my prick like a clenching, liquid fist. I pounded her through her first orgasm, her juices dripping onto Jill’s face as she came, and slowed once she had quit shouting. We both caught our breaths as I continued to slide in and out of her slick tunnel at a more sedate pace.After a minute or two of gentle strokes I picked up the pace again, jamming my dick.