She asked me how I felt by touching her breast yesterday.I said it was soft and could not feel much due to the tension that was going on with my dick....So smiled and said, today, feel it more and tell her what I felt. I was silent. Then, as usual, there was a power cut, and no candles were burnt. The other people were talking among themselves and playing in the dark.She continued to completely touch my dick on my short trousers and hold it completely into her palm. She held my left hand and. .. uhh me," I stumbled through. With a butchered sentence like that, I doubted whether she could even believe my excuse."Ok. I'll just be in the next stall as I need to use the bathroom too." What are you doing here, Ruby? You shouldn't do that! This is the men's room!" I assertively shouted in one last attempt to get her to leave."There was no woman's room. It seems like this was one huge bathroom. I came to check on you AND that beer is really running through me and my tiny bladder. I'll be. We dried off, got dressed, jumped into the car. She liked to drive, so I let her, but not without torturing her unmercifully. I tweaked her sensitive nipples for the entire drive to McD’s and then dropped my hand to her steaming pussy while we waited in the drive thru for our burgers. Rubbing her through her jeans had her squirming in her seat. I don’t know if the drive thru guy could see when we pulled up to grab our sack of grub, but her voice definitely was shaky when she asked for extra. .. Kelly."She smiled then ... tremulously, it is true, but a smile ... and tugged on my hand to lead me away. She led me through a labyrinth of streets such that I had only a vague idea of where I was, and stopped outside a small restaurant. She waved me inside where we were greeted by a substantial lady."Tia Rosa," Kelly said, "this is Captain Jim Smith who is sailing round the world. I told you about how we've been emailing..." She went into some rapid-fire Spanish, to which the older woman.