They were black hands and the softly massaged her tits and she felt him press up against her."Be quiet." She heard him say as he placed his black hand... under her blouse. He swiftly raised her blouse over her head and off of her before she could protest. She felt him nibbing on her neck, placing kisses as his hands returned to her breast.It happened so quickly that she didn't have a chance to protest. Her nipples were stiff inside her bra, which he quickly removed. She still didn't know who it. Her mind had pored back and forth, but in theend she thought that if she wore them, they got sweaty,it would show under her dress, make her dress cling tothem, and that wasn’t good.At the same time she knew there was little worse whendressing well, than have people make out the lines ofyour panties through whatever you were wearing. Thedress was calf length, was certainly not “see through”in any way, and to leave them off would be cooler,risk-free and smarter. She wanted to. You are right though I don't need this." I put the gun in my lap. Then I said to the kid, "Get the fuck out of my house and be glad I don't have you castrated."He grabbed his clothes and skedaddled. My wife pulled the sheets up on the bed to cover her sluttish nakedness and burst into tears. "What are you going to do," she asked with more than a little fear in her voice.I sat there not saying anything, the various plans and thoughts going through my mind. I have always had the skill of becoming. .. well, I just don't think there is any problem too big to solve." Oh, Tim!" Kathy broke out into fresh sobs."Oh, my darling Kathy ... please, don't..."Tim planted small kisses on Kathy's head as she cried.But through her tears, all Kathy could think was 'He likes me! He really, really likes me!'And then her head just automatically turned towards Tim and sought out his lips... ... and they were kissing again, and it was heaven. Kathy's sobbing subsided as she lost herself in the kiss, feeling.