"You can go behind the truck if you need to," he grinned. "Did you bring any toilet paper in your little backpack?" "Yes," she said getting pissed. "I...was in the girl scouts." She turned and walked behind the truck before removing her backpack and pulling out some pre-folded tissue paper. She looked over the back of the truck and saw him standing in front. A few seconds later she heard the sound of his urine striking the gravel. She took a deep breath and pushed down her tight bike pants and. He then dropped her leg and then did the same with the other leg. He then slid his hands up her legs to her thigh.Carrie's original thinking was that he was going to remove her panties and not worry about what she said. He slid his fingers into the elastic waistband of the black tights she was wearing and slid them down her left leg and then her right. Jack held them up and smiled as if they were a reward of some sort. He laid the skirt of her dress back down over her legs and crawled back up. Without waiting for our director to get second thoughts, I made for theparking lot.#The Sunday evening traffic wasn't bad and we made good time towardCanoga Park. Unless I was running ahead of schedule, the battle wouldbe over before I arrived. If Lauren were still all right, I'd pretendto be a hard-nosed cop trying to catch "Mantra" but would let her"outsmart" me and get away. If she wasn't all right -- well, that wassomething I didn't want to think about.The Sunday evening traffic only got. I find it to be quite a compliment that you are so turned on.“After golf this afternoon Joe will spend the afternoon playing cards at the clubhouse. He won’t be home until at least 715 this evening. Beverly is gone to spend Saturday at her girlfriend’s house.“That leaves us alone in the house for the afternoon. I know you probably finished your school work for the week end like you always do. So if you are up for doing something beyond looking and imagining this afternoon, stand up, turn left,.