There were a series of discussions in one of the lounge areas in their dorm. One of the regulars was a fellow named Ron. He was soaking up the ideas p...esented like a sponge. Brian and Alex were also regulars but were slower to accept the ideas presented. Sometimes Ann filled me in on these discussions and other times we were in telepathic connection. One time Janet asked Ann how she thought the universe worked. That launched a wild set of discussions. As this was going on Joyce and I were. Why don't you just find Kendra's phone and leave?" I suggested less than gently."Thanks, Jeff," smiled Amber as she gazed at my still hard cock. "It looks like we'll have to take care of that "problem" as soon as Janice gets out the door."I almost felt sorry for Janice as she stomped into the bathroom and quickly returned carrying our daughter's cell. I could see the tears running down her cheeks as she passed me. The door slammed and she was gone. Amber grabbed my hand and pulled me back to. I pulled on a pair of one size under mine thongs, a small equiangular patch where the elastic barely covered my clitoris, or the crotch string attached to the other end, left my anus exposed, still the thought of it being seen by a man, excited me, and soon that small patch was absorbing my secretions, as my mind thought and dwelled penetrative sex.I walked through the park on my way to the train station, I say walked when I actually floated, my clitoris was swollen with all the naughty. I found myself getting aroused, but I forced myself take a deep breath and get over it. If our partnership were going to work, I could not have an affair with her.After my shower I found a pair of only slightly worn out jeans to wear. I needed to buy some clothes since I wasn't going to wear fatigues everyday. I found one of the old Soviet Commando knock off tee shirts to wear, and a cotton parka to cover the .22 mag revolver. The jeans were just tight enough that I needed the small leather.