I had commuted from living at my folks’ house to Santa Fe University my first year there. It got boring and costly, sometimes going back and forth t...ree times in a day. So, between my freshman and sophomore years, Dad helped me get into a nice two-bedroom apartment.From that point on, school, and my life, slowed down to a less frenetic pace. I carried a good full load of classes, and a total of five very busy years later at SFU, ending up with my Double BA’s in Theatre Performance and Theatre. I wander back to my room and cry about my fight with Bernie: Things were going so well with us, why did he have to be so stupid?I pull myself together, wash my face and head to the conference room...Present – Glen – Hunting for MirandaWe leave the crime scene to the CBI. The instant we step outside the Sheriff explodes, "Those self-righteous pricks! We give them a hell of a lead and they throw crap back in our faces."I attempt to calm the sheriff, "Dornt gie yer feaithers in a ruffle, ye did. Her pussy was soaked. The outer lips were puffed up, and the inner lips were just barely visible with her clit swollen up and protruding about a half inch. Did I mention that she was wet. She was drooling from both ends.I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.Once in the bedroom, I slowly finished undressing Ellalee, laid her gently on the bed and then proceeded to strip for action.Chapter 2I stretched out next to Ellalee and started kissing her.I began at the top of her forehead, kissed. There was an audible gasp and one of them said “no way”. I kept stroking, assured her that it was the truth and said that one of the guys was about 14”. As I stroked, answered their questions and told them how much I enjoyed getting fucked, my girlfriend went to the trunk, pulled her strap-on out of her bag, hiked up her skirt, put it on and walked back around to the side of the car. One of the girls said “holy shit” and they all giggled nervously. My girlfriend said to me “you know what to.