I promise," I said hoping she'd take me up on my promise, so that I could ogle her and masturbate over all that I saw later."Okay," she said raising h...r legs and spreading her knees enough to expose her panties to me again.It took all the self-control I had not to look between her legs and I didn't because I could clearly see her panties with my peripheral vision. The next couple of days, as if she was testing me, Diane's teasing was nonstop. As soon as my Dad left for work, she'd come. I got up and went across to her."Come here, my love," I said, and gently put an arm round her heaving shoulders. She stiffened, tensed for a moment, and I gave her a reassuring squeeze, perching myself on the edge of the seat in what I hoped would feel to the girl like a temporary, non-threatening position. Finally, she relaxed, and leaned against me, and buried her wet little face in my shoulder, not sobbing any more, but crying out loud now, like a hurt child. Which she was.I just let her go. .. but her voice was never a whisper. It was simply of the sort of soft, even timbre that made one’s head snap up, made men used to receiving frantic, shouted orders realise that shutting up and paying attention to this woman was probably their best immediate course of action. The debrief wrapped up with merciful haste; the sky outside was the same dense and foggy dark as it had been this morning, as if day had never come. Everyone - well, almost everyone - was now eager to be home and warm. She stared deep into my eyes as she began to lick her juices from her finger, cleaning it, like I had done many times. She then stood up and fixed her skirt as if nothing had happened. She walked to the door and turned to me and said, “Ms. Adams you are going to call my dad and tell him that we talked and everything is ok. You are not going to mention what happened here. And at 7 tonight I’m going to come by your house and we can ‘talk’ about this in more detail.” I just nodded in agreement as.