Chapter 3

Wednesday Morning

Angie

God, what a night. I'd dreamed I was sitting on Toby's face, letting him eat me until I came at least ten times, and then he'd fucked me crazy. 'Get a grip, girl', I kept telling myself. 'He's eight years older than you'.

Toby picked me up at 7:30 for school, fully dressed. I was just in a skirt and blouse, with no undies. I had a bra and panties in my book bag, though. When we got to school, we went to the undressing area, and there was quite the crowd. Toby remembered John and Joanie from last week, and stood behind me, slowly, tantalizingly unbuttoning my blouse; when he got all the buttons undone, he slowly opened it, revealing my tits to the crowd. He pulled the tails behind my back, and buttoned the bottom button. When he unbuttoned my skirt, it dropped to the ground, and I stepped out of it.

He lifted me up and set me on the concrete wall cap. He kissed me, and let his tongue crawl from earlobe to earlobe, down my neck to my cleavage, and then swirled one nipple, and then the other. He then took each nipple in his mouth, sucking and lightly biting each one. I was holding his head, screaming, "Don't stop!" He then spread my legs apart as far as they would go, and dropped to his knees. He squeezed both boobs, and tweaked the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He started licking my pussy, from perineum to clit; he then drilled my pussy with his tongue curled until I came, and came, and came.

When he was done, He picked me up off the wall, held me in his arms, and kissed me again, giving me a good taste of myself. Not bad, if I do say so myself. He stood me up, took my blouse off, and undressed himself.

"Come on", he said. "We need to get to class."

Toby

We got to Miss Lily's class with seconds to spare, and I was hard as a rock. When she asked if either of us needed relief, Angie spoke up. "I don't but Toby does, and I'm going to be the one to do it." I sat in the Relief Chair, and Angie kissed me. More like sucking my tonsils out. She took my dick in her hands, admired it, and squatted over it. She slid it up and down the length of her pussy lips several times, getting it good and wet; she then dropped to her knees, stroked it, and put it in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking the whole time, and soon her nose was in my pubic hair. I told her I was close, and she nodded. She backed off until just the head was in her mouth, and I exploded. I shot wad after wad into her mouth, and she took every drop.

I swear, when she was running my dick up and down her pussy, it took all the self-control I had not to push it right up into her. God, I wanted this girl in bed.

Angie

When we got to Miss Lily's class, I felt sorry for Toby; he'd licked me to so many glorious orgasms, we'd run out of time to do anything for him; I was going to make it up to him. I had him sit in the Relief Chair, and kissed him. I took his dick in my hands, and squatted over it. I ran it up and down the length of my pussy lips, getting it good and wet. It took everything I had to not just impale myself on it, right then and there. I then dropped to my knees, put it in my mouth, and started sucking and bobbing my head up and down. Soon, I had deep-throated a guy for the first time. When he said he was close, I backed off until just the head was in my mouth, and he exploded. I had to swallow like crazy to keep up with him, but I got every drop. God, I wanted this guy in bed.

When lunchtime came, Toby went out to make his usual phone call; Carmelita had called, and wanted to talk with both of us. Tom said that the surveillance of the two kids looked promising.

Toby

After school, Angie and I headed over to the hospital to see Carmelita. She appeared to be feeling much better, and she could sit up. She told us that there was, indeed, a ring of parents switching daughters for torture and sex. She had given the list, along with other pertinent information to Det. Jenkins. Just then, my cell phone rang.

I went out into the hallway to take the call; it was Barbara Jenkins. "Toby, this is Barbara Jenkins", she said. "Is there somewhere we can meet to go over Carmelita's statement?" I gave her the address of my real apartment, knowing we weren't very far away. She said she'd meet us there in twenty minutes.

I went back in, and told Angie that we needed to go. Carmelita pulled Angie down for a steamy kiss, and then did the same to me. "Thank you, my knight", she said. As we got outside, Angie asked, "What's up, besides your dick?" I felt my erection, and blushed. "Barbara Jenkins, the female detective, wants to meet with us", I told her. "Where?" she asked. "My apartment", I told her. "We're only about ten minutes away."

When we got there, Barbara was already there, in an unmarked Crown Victoria. Unmarked is a misnomer for this car; you can spot one a mile away. They also have a plate on the rear end that says, "Police Interceptor". I hit the garage code, and we went in that way. They saw the Mercedes parked in the garage. "Whose is that?" Angie asked. "Mine", I told her. I explained about the need for lack of conspicuity, so I pulled the beater I was driving from the impound lot.

We went in, and I offered them a drink. Barbara and I had straight Bourbon, and Angie had a Coke. Barbara started in. "What we've been able to find out so far, is that there is a ring of nine families involved. They have their "meetings" on Thursday nights. What they do is drop their daughter off at another couple's home; that couple has their way with her, and then takes her to school on Friday morning. However, we've checked attendance records, and these girls are usually absent on Friday. These are prominent people in town; a bank president, a fire chief, two councilmen, a physician, three business executives, and the bum you killed yesterday. The girls are fourteen to sixteen, with the exception of one thirteen-year old. Here are their photos."

Angie looked at the photos, and gasped. She said she knew all of them, and had been to many of their homes. Just then, my cell phone rang; it was Dad. I went into the kitchen, and told him where I was, and what we were doing. He said that the drug surveillance had paid off; the ringleader and source was a physician. That physician just happened to be the one in the child-abuse case as well, I told him. He said they'd hold off raiding his house and office until Barbara's team coordinated their raid.

I went back in, and filled them in on what Dad had told me. Barbara said she'd try to arrange a simultaneous raid for Thursday night at 9:00 pm, and would keep Dad and us informed. With that, Barbara gave us a look, and a wink, and left.