”“Sometimes there simply are no good choices, just less bad ones.” He stood up. “We’ll let you know when you can call your friends.”“Tha...k you.”He was right, of course. Sometimes the good choice is simply the best of the crappy choices. I think that’s what we had with Mikey.Later that afternoon I was given the green light to call some people and found that the detectives had already talked to them. There wasn’t a whole lot to say. Nobody was blaming me, and surprisingly, I wasn’t blaming myself. By concentrating on the feeling, I can tell the direction of the threat relative to me. Today was the first time that I tried to locate a threat to someone else. It was only after I agreed to help that I felt the two threats here.”“And you were in class then?” he asked.“We were in the hallway just outside of the classroom,” I replied.“Mind if we use you a few times?” he asked.“No, but keep in mind that I’m a full-time student and can’t afford to miss many classes,” I warned.“Law enforcement. " It does take some getting use too," said Tara with a smile. "You ought to be more proficient than any of us."Sarah responded by sticking out her tongue causing everyone to chuckle.They gathered up their packs and started the walk back. Everyone was quiet. They casually gathered in groups as pairs or threesomes during the walk. Most of the time, either Jean or Andy walked with Jennifer who seemed in a hurry to return.As they approached the estate, Jennifer stopped and waited until everyone. He stroked faster and faster, harder and harder. Finallyhe stopped, pushing into me as hard as he could. I knew he was comingand I had a deep long orgasm. After a time he relaxed and kissed meagain. He kissed and sucked on one breast. I looked over at Kameka andshe was sucking the fingers of the hand that had been in her pussy.Peter pulled out, laid down next to me and spent a long time kissingand caressing me." I felt the bed move, looked over and Kameka had joined us. She kissedme, then.