And I was only past the first entrance.I stepped into a dimly lit, narrow hallway. The door closed behind me, and an electronic lock slid a thick bolt...into the frame. It was all sturdy metal. I’ve been in weaker panic rooms. Apparently, they valued their security and privacy. I had no doubt that the entire building was built with the same standards. Safe house, panic room, bomb shelter all rolled into one. The outside of the building was standard fare for the area—dirty, pock-marked brick with. What's more important is for you to be honest with yourself, and to start working towards making yourself happy." When I finish college, I can do that." You'll manage, whatever happens." You think so?" You are resourceful and prepared to take risks. I think you could do anything you set your mind to, actually. You just have to decide what it is, and make sure it's possible."Kendra nodded slowly. Finally she said, "I was propositioned by two different girls after that night." No way," said. On cue, she lifted the already short shirt exposing her red laced thong that barely contained her throbbing 8” cock. No further urging was required. He leaned over and his head went to work. From behind, all I could see was his head bobbing up and down. I wondered if Vicki was the first cock that he had ever sucked. Discussing afterward, Vicki told me that he was too good for her to be his first cock. She grabbed his long brown hair, groaned and arched her back. I knew it was not going to take. It wasn't the first time he had made his female suspect strip for him, because he knew that this always helped to make a girl more manageable. However, this was the first time that they were doing something like this, and it seemed that his own mind was now playing tricks with him and seeing them as real new recruits, opening up other possibilities that didn't exist with those other female suspects he had his hands on. He tried to block those thoughts out of his mind and to focus on the things.