Whenever, wherever.”As he said this, he pulled my t-shirt over my head, releasing my boobs so they dangled and swayed in front of me. After throwing...my t-shirt aside, he went back to massaging my tits while he waited for my reply.I had to admit….I was enjoying the sensation of his hands on my boobs, and my nipples were becoming stiff as he tweaked them. I said, “I guess I could live with that…..unless Scott is staying over.”“Of course,” he said. “The same for when Faith is here. But other than. There was just an intensity about him that was somewhat frightening. When he turned his attention on her, she knew that she had his full attention. It was almost sexual. She had a feeling that if Steve hadn’t been there, she would have found herself reacting to him in a flirtatious manner.Sally was silent while watching Betsy finish packing. She looked at the suitcase and grimaced. There were some things which really bothered her, and sloppy packing was one of them. Betsy had just thrown her. You’re watching me! You’re doing this deliberately, taunting and teasing me, knowing I can’t chase you up, not just because this is at a distance – it’s all in my mind as well. How frustrating! Still, two can play at this game!I struggle to maintain a semblance of concentration on what you are actually saying to me as my imagination takes the words and runs far, far away. Mmm, no, I’m not exactly busy, per se. Of course! I’ve been waiting to talk to you all day!My mind strays again to. He swerves to avoid hitting it, but unfortunately the rabbit jumps right in front of the car. The driver, a sensitive man as well as an animal lover, pulls over and gets out seeing what has become of the rabbit.Much to his dismay, the rabbit is the Easter Bunny, and he is DEAD.The driver feels so awful that he begins to cry. A beautiful blonde woman driving down the highway sees a man crying on the side of the road and pulls over. She steps out of the car and asks the man what's wrong."I feel.