We talked about Thursday and the best way to approach it. It didn’t tell Jerry that I had spoken to Otto as I didn’t want raise any suspicion. Jer...y was trying to figure out a way so as not to scare the k**s to death but lure him into a threesome. Just planning our rendezvous was enough to cause me to flow like a river. Thursday finally arrived and I did everything possible to hide from Jerry about how excited I was. He thought I was nervous as usual and ready to back out of the plan and kept. Most of them in fact believed him to be a traitor and avoided him. The small number who knew he wasn’t, never came near him, and he didn’t know how to contact them. It worried and scared him. How many other people, in other patrol stations, were in the same boat, he often wondered.He had been transferred away from High Wycombe very quickly, first to Oxford, then Swindon, and just that morning to Reading. On his first job he had seen someone he recognised. He prayed she hadn’t recognised him,. Mom had always made me feel that touching myself was somehow wrong and that I shouldn't do it. Knowing I would feel guilty afterward was usually enough to keep me from doing it, but not then, I was getting much too hot thinking about my favorite fantasies. Fantasies that by now usually included Jennifer.Thinking about that dildo made me want to use something other than my fingers this time, something stiff and long. But what was there in the house? Sure, mom probably had a dildo tucked away. I wasn't a big history buff anyway and that day I had less interest than usual. Sheila was in my German class in the following period. History actually seemed to slow down as the class wore on, every minute seeming to take hours to pass. Mid-way through, Mr. Gannon put us into discussion groups to debate something that happened two billion years ago. I banged my head on my desk."Dude!" one of my classmates snapped and I tried to pull my head outta my ass long enough to participate.Class lasted.