Di didn't mind because she craved his touch. The light tickling of his fingers made her warm despite the chill in the air.There had been no mistaking ...is reaction when she applied the coconut oil to them both the night before. She worried he would see her hands trembling as she reached for his leg, but he quickly relaxed and she found herself enjoying touching him as much as he obviously enjoyed being touched.When she oiled her own legs, she made sure to flash a little panty his way and saw his. She more or less agreed to go to the club with her girlfriends as a way to get her out of the house. She too went through a bad breakup, only for her it was with an abusive ex-boyfriend. And if I ever find that son of a bitch....I'll kick his ass for what he did to her. But, that's not important. As soon as I saw her, I was mesmerized. Her dark auburn hair, and fair skin. She was wearing a wine-colored dress that went down to just below her knees, wearing black boots that came up to just below. When he had finished he took the dogs, one at a time, for a twenty-minute walk and then did five minutes of bite work with a sleeve. By the time he had worked his way through the twelve dogs he was very tired and ready for a hot shower. Through it all, his mind stayed glued to Rat, wondering what she was doing, what she was thinking, was she changing the way he had hoped she would. This woman he had barely met and only spoken a few words to had captured his imagination. He couldn't shake her. “Hold on” I said, “there is nothing wrong with her breasts. I think theylook great. Bigger is not always better. But, I get tit-flashed all thetime by girls trying to get out of tickets. I may enjoy the sight, butI’m immune to the affect. You’d have to show a lot more than tits to getmy attention,” I said, jokingly. “Now, please, sign the tickets.”Cindy continued to cry. “I can’t get any tickets” she said, softlysobbing. “My parents don’t know I’m down here. They think I took earlyadmission to.