We were both sweating and breathing heavily, and she whispered those dreaded words: “Fuck me, please fuck me!” I sat frozen in my chair, thinking...about what the world would look like from behind bars. But, she was relentless, and kept pleading for me to fuck her, take her in the woods and fuck her. I told her I didn’t have any protection with me, hoping it would settle her down. “Protection? Protection from what?” she asked. “So I don’t get you pregnant,” I explained. She laughed, and. It was at this point that the damn phone rang and I ended up in a 5 minute conversation about crap. She followed me around the office making sure I didn’t close up my jeans. After the conversation ended I looked at her and put the phone done. She had strategically and suggestively leaned against the wall and smiled at me. I told her we were going to get into trouble but I moved closer to her anyway. Her eyes was on playful with fire and her hands was on my jeans pulling at the zip. I also. ’ ‘Of course it was, this guy’s crazy about you.’ Katie glanced at Mike to gauge his reaction, but he was smiling too. ‘You guys don’t have to go on my account. I didn’t mean to interrupt your visit.’ ‘No, it’s alright. We just came by to make sure he had a shower and ate at least once this week. Now that you’re here I don’t think we need to worry about it. Besides, I’m sure you two have some catching up to do. Two weeks without sex is two weeks too long.’ Katie wasn’t sure how to respond, but. You’re ... that machine-tool designer, aren’t you?”“I design machine tools,” Kim admitted, “but I don’t know about being ‘that designer’. What designer is that?”“The one that’s been featured in all the papers for the last couple of weeks,” Donna replied. Then she added, “You’re Dr. Kimberly Kane, aren’t you?”“I guess,” Kim admitted.“Oh, dear! Dan, this is getting better and better! You know how Kelly is always bragging about only receiving a high-school diploma on an honorary basis? She is.