He worked on them for a good few minutes, every now and then moving back up to kiss me again. Oh, this was the wonderful life, and we'd only just got ...tarted.I think he could've sucked on my titties for some while yet, and I certainly wouldn't have complained if he had done, but he decided that he wanted to work his way down my slender body instead, kissing my waist and then started to pull gently at my shorts. I instinctively arched my body slightly to help him pull them all the way off as he. Miss Pamela?" Good boy," she said. "Now listen carefully. I don't want you to approach me or talk to me at work or outside work. If I want anything from you, I'll come to you. Is that understood?" Yes," I said without thinking."What do you say?" Yes, Miss Pamela." That's better. Now get the hell away from my car." I gathered myself and did as I was told. As I made to leave, she stopped me again. "Oh and Rick," she said. "Throw this away," she said handing me the empty coffee cup. END. Pierce entered the adjoining room and she followed as far as the door, leaning against the jamb for support. It was a smallish room, nicely appointed with a long couch and a compact kitchen area. Pierce opened a bottle of Evian and half-filled a glass for her, then turned and offered it."Oh God!" she shuddered."Catherine? Catherine?" I... I need to lie down!" she screamed, and he put the glass down, reaching out to guide her to the sofa."Why, your practically on fire!" he exclaimed, touching. This would be a serious blow to him, and it would no doubt lead to a confrontation.Her second worry was her guilt. Despite once vowing that she would never feel guilty again, the Lissa who had made that vow had been changed once more into a caring and loving person, one who didn't like to see people hurt, especially if she was the one who had hurt them. She knew, however, that she had tried to do something horrible to Alya. In one sense it had succeeded, but in another, things had turned out.