She pivoted from the door and I noted that the girth of her hips nearly matched width of the door frame. Her knees beat heavy thunks into the floor a... she lumbered obediently to my feet. Beautiful. “Can I just go pee first please?” she asked, her eyes on the floor. Anger reared inside of me. This was just like her, of course, but it was unlike me to be so short-fused. Three weeks of secret planning and meticulous detail and vetting had been dedicated to this night, and she couldn't shut the. I heard my name being said repeatedly, but the shaking made me want to go back to sleep. Finally, I opened my eyes, and in the dim light, I could see Mandy. “Bill ... please talk to me. Bill, can you hear me?”“Stop shaking me. It hurts. Please.” I looked up at her face, and saw her eyes were full of tears. “Did they hurt you?” I asked her.“No, you came, and scared them away.” Her chin was quivering.“Why are you crying then?”“You idiot ... I’m crying, because I thought you were dead ... or. .." I said softly. "Jack ... God." Will you marry me, Amy?" he asked and I was looking at an engagement ring, a real one."Yeah. God! Yeah, of course, but ... How?" I giggled nervously and my heart had started beating like crazy. I had to close my eyes and take a deep breath, and then another."Put it on, let me see," he said, looking at me more than the road, but he was just driving around the neighborhood really, not going anywhere yet and there wasn't any traffic."Okay." I swallowed hard and. Shaking like a leaf, I moved my bottom towards him a bit, towards the edge of the chair. I looked down to see my panties visible, stained from my arousal. He grinned at me again.A long finger with nicely trimmed fingernail slid between my skin and my panties. My panties were pushed to the side, exposing my throbbing clit. I could only stare in awe as I watched his tongue gently touch it. His whiskers deliciously tickled my thighs. I briefly imagined Santa licking meMy head fell back, my arms.