I decided I would have to do something. She turned and walked out of the kitchen saying “Peter where are you? That omelet is fantastic. Your breakfa...ts get better and better.” She was walking to the bedroom.I stood up and thought “Oh so she has breakfast here, that's great.” I pondered this as I heard her open the bedroom door and call out again to him. I knew Peter had told me the truth. I knew I could trust him. There is no way this was the woman who blew him off last night. I didn't see her. The shower was fairly large, but with the four of them there wasn't much room to move around. Greg certainly didn't mind. He was about to be surrounded on all sides by lovely, soft, girl flesh.Rachael stepped in first, then motioned for Greg to follow her. He stepped in, reached his arm around Rachael's waist, and drew her in for a kiss. While he was kissing her, he felt one of the other girls pressing her body up against his back. A moment later he heard the shower door close, and knew that. Why would someone display a lack of enthusiasm for a program that required him to sleep with a pretty girl like Gisela Fischer? Stefan certainly wouldn’t have complained had he been assigned Gisela rather than Margrit Hansen.Stefan reported his findings to Herr Baumann. That left the boy who impregnated Margot Kalbfleisch to identify. Stefan called Rudi in to the small office after the HJ meeting started. Stefan was direct again. “Did you have sex with Ursula Ewald during lunch break the day. The collection bin was not just for the priests, after all, but for charity. There wasn’t the slightest thing wrong with pilfering the jar for school supplies for a poor, pious young woman such as herself. However, never underestimate the ability of a jealous and petty nineteen year-old to rationalize her actions. Those school supplies soon included new clothes, gas money for her car, or the occasional piece of jewelry. Her mother never asked any questions; she was too busy working in.