Turning around at the pier, Karen began the quarter mile walk back to her house moving along the shadow of the dunes. The image of the couple on the p...er still lingered in her mind. She envisioned them returning to their motel room and quenching their insatiable lust that had been building throughout the day. Visions of their passion filled her mind. The woman, with her legs wrapped tightly around the man’s back, crying out in ecstasy as he pumped faster nearing his own completion. Karen felt. She suggested the four of them return to the Phallic Medical Institute for the last hour of Vic's volunteer commitment.They got there just in time for Vic's Sexual Deviant lab where twenty nursing students sat in chairs set up in a circle around a platform stage some eight inches raised form the floor. On the platform there was a wooden contraption which resembled stocks like the ones used hundreds of years ago in Salem. A few feet to the left of these stocks stood a seven foot tall, sturdy. Peggy pulled her panties to one side and for the first time actually pressed her mouth against her pussy.It was as if she'd touched a live wire. Electricity soared through her and she quivered with excitement.From under her skirt she heard Peggy giggle and say, "Do you know you're absolutely drooling?" No!" Oh, yes!" She giggled and licked Kathy up and down as her friend shivered at the initial touch of a tongue on her moist labia."So... Kathy, do you... like it?" Yes," she replied, her voice. ”He looked at Matt, then at me. “We’re working closely with Interpol in Germany, France, Britain. It’s still rough but we’re developing a preliminary profile on Hoffstatter.”Matt said, “Guns.”Ash smiled, “Exactly. Our thinking is shifting. He may be a true believer and all that. Master race. But he really worships at the Church of Money. Hoffstatter is a mid-level arms dealer with a niche market.”I said, “Haters.”“Right. His target customers aren’t African warlords, Mideast terror cells. That’s.