Looking out for Jennifer


    In January Jennifer moved off campus into an old house she was renting with a group of other


    students. This gave us a room with a bed. No more back seats in cars and no more cheap motels.


    Our sexual activity was getting more frequent and more interesting all of the


    time. It seemed that I couldn''t be along with her for more than five minutes without her wanting to


    y with my dick. Which always ended up with her sucking me off and that would often lead to


    intercourse.


    Then one day at the end of our semester Exams, about three weeks before holidays.


    I was sitting with jennifer, well actually I was sitting and she wasying with her head in myp


    doing her thing when the telephone rang. It startled us both and she jumped up to answer it. I sat


    and idly listened to her half of the conversation. She answered with, "Hello" then her voice showed


    some excitement as she said, "Yes, I would..." then she turned away from me and her voice lowered


    a little, "When do you want to see me?... Wednesday is fine.... What time


    should I meet you?" I could see that she was writing something down in the note book on her desk.


    "Where do you want me to meet you?" More writing, "Okay, I''ll be there... Yes, I am looking forward


    to it... Okay, I''ll see you then." She wrote something more in her notebook then closed it.


    Then she seemed to hesitate before she turned back to me.


    I asked, "What was that about?"


    "Oh, just something I have to do next week." She said.


    I didn''t like the answer and I wasn''tfortable with what I had heard. The only thing I knew was


    that she was going to meet someone the following week and she didn''t seem to want to share


    anymore information with me.


    I wanted to ask more questions about it but I had no reason to believe she was doing anything


    wrong so I didn''t want to start a problem where none existed. Then she did something else that


    bothered me.


    Instead ofing back over to me and resuming her y with my now shrunken member she


    paced nervously around the


    room for a minute then said, "I need to get out of this room for a while. Can we go


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    somewhere?"


    When we left her room I nced over at her notebook but she had closed it so I couldn''t see what


    she had written. I wasn''t happy the rest of that day but I didn''t say anything.


    Everything seem to be back to normal the next day and continued that way until the following


    Wednesday. On Wednesday my four o''clock exam was canceled so I headed over to jennifer''s


    apartment. I had gotten over my worry about the phone call she received so when I got to the house


    I was feeling pretty good. I ran up the stairs to her room but she wasn''t


    there.


    I went back down stairs to see if she was in the kitchen or out in the back yard


    trying to get a tan. There were two girls in the back yard that I didn''t know but figured that that must


    know someone in the house.


    So I asked then,


    "Do either of you know Jennifer Krupp?"


    One of the girls said, "Yeah, I know her?"


    "Have you seen her today." I asked.


    "Yeah, She was here. I think she left about twenty minutes ago." She answered.


    "Did she happen to mention where she was going?" I askes again.


    "She didn''t say anything but I think she was going to see her ex-boyfriend." she replied..


    When I heard that my legs almost buckled under me. I had to hang onto the door handle to keep


    from falling. It felt as though all of the blood drained from me head. I needed more information so I


    tried to act unconcerned as I asked, "How do you know that?"


    "A little while ago when she came back from her sses and I heard Susan telling her that Steve


    called and said that he was in town and wanted to see her. She ran upstairs. I asked Susan who


    Steven was and she said that he was her ex-boyfriend." She said.


    "Do you know where Susan is?" I asked.


    "I don''t know. She left a while ago." she replied.


    I said thanks and started to turn to go back into the kitchen when the girl I was talking to said, "Oh


    my God. Are you Jennifer''s boyfriend."


    I looked back at her without saying a word and she said, "Why can''t I keep my big mouth shut. I''m


    sorry."


    I didn''t respond. I went back into the house and closed the door. I didn''t know what to do. I could go


    looking for them but where would I look? And if I found them what would I do. If she wants him it''s


    over for us and there is nothing I can do to change that.


    I decide to go up to her room and wait for her toe back and make her tell me the truth. When I


    got up to her room I started thinking, "What if she brings him here? What do I do then? That would


    be


    very humiliating for me."


    I stayed anyway. As I sat images started going through me head that were very disturbing. I keep


    having the image of Jennifer ying with Steve''s dick the way she does with mine and then sucking


    him off. I was in such an agitated state that I had to get up and pace around the room.


    That''s when I saw it. Jennifer''s note book was sitting on her desk right where had


    been when she was talking on the phone, probably to Steve, the other day. I opened the book and


    turned to thest page she had written on. No help there, just some notes about reading


    assignments, so I turned back a page, still nothing.


    I had to go back five pages till I found


    what I was looking for. There on the top of the page Jennifer had written Wednesday 5:00PM 440


    West Mohawk St.