Melissa was currently blackmailing me for sex ever since a pot fueled hookup during the summer. If I didn’t come whenever she called, literally, she...threatened to tell Jamie about our little party. I was always afraid Jamie would find out, so I did what Melissa demanded.Surprisingly, Melissa had only called me out on that deal a couple times since Jamie had come home from camp. I had almost expected her to be calling me every other day from the way she had first threatened. To be honest though,. As the bus lurched and bumped down the road, she became aware of my cock as it pressed between her thighs. She gasped and turned open mouthed, just enough so that I could see a surprised but mischievous smile on her lips and with a laugh she squirmed her well rounded hips and buttocks against me deliciously, causing my cock to strain against the crease formed by her pussy and the thin nylon of her swimsuit. As the bus resumed its lumbering, jerking progress with the mass of people in the back. Her throat cleared after several seconds and Helena gasped for breath.“What in God’s name is going on with you lately?! And what were you saying about last night?”Helena turned to her, having never felt so helpless in all her life. She couldn’t tell her friend anything, and when she went to class, or even just breakfast, HE would be there.“I… I, uh… lost my crucifix last night.”“Oh… well… I’m sorry to hear that. I could help you look for it.”“No, I’ll just look for it myself later. Let’s go get. He is a person of interest in a murder investigation. It looks as though he went into a protection program,” I suggested.“We never put anyone in that kind of program,” he said. “The most we ever did was give them is a pass on prosecution. If they gave us information on their suppliers. So who was the dealer?”“Drug users called him The Vampire.” Mica told him.“For some reason his real name never shows up,” I said. I had warned Mica about playing down Caroline to the vice cops. We were just going.