After what I had seen from Randal, I needed comforting. His emotions were of self-loathing, probably amplified by his own ability. Honestly, that made...sense. He felt guilty for the death of his son, my father, and his ability to amplify things, emotions included, had caused him to lose his grasp on reality. The only real cure would be for Randal to forgive himself. It wasn't his fault his son had died; he had done what he could to protect him.I went to my girls. Their thoughts were questions of. I stuttered "sure, when?" They were planning to leave in 30 minutes, so I closed off the storage, and ran for a quick shower in the in-house gym. Running upstairs I was sure I could sense her perfume.30 minutes later I caught up with the ladies at a nearby bar. They were already seated and drinking in the diner-style bar. Two of the girls jumped out, so I was sitting besides Kristina. We were chatting and laughing for quite some time before I felt Kristina´s finger gliding up and down my back.. Her tight cuntal walls found all my nerve endings. Soon we were both moaning and thrashing about. I felt someone playing with my balls and guessed it was Merry. Then a finger tried to poke my asshole but Bernie and I were humping to fast for whoever it was to succeed. Then I didn't care for I was exploding into her cunt.I gave Bernie a grateful kiss and pulled my flaccid dick out of her gaping cunt. Jack mounted her as soon as I rolled clear and I watched them fuck furiously for about ten. I just straightened my sheet and pulled the duvet back up. Is that all right?" Perfect. It'll be all ready for you the next time you come for the night. Thank you again for bringing me all the way home."After a quick, gentle kiss he dropped her off."See you tomorrow at seven," she smiled at him."Yes, miss."She rang him that evening purely because she wanted to chat with him. She did remind him to bring the story they were in the middle of with him the following evening.Tuesday evening went.