"Relax, silence is a gift to arousal." He still faced forward not even as much as a glance at her. She exhaled telling herself to relax and just tak... in the setting although a little unorthodox. Trying to play it as cool as he was she didn't look at him either, her ears were listening acutely. She heard him unbuckle his seatbelt and then her own, the belt slid over her body and rolled up into its place. Again silence and lack of movement took over she could hear the summer air rustle the corn. We were chatting and I asked here “Can I tell you one thing” on which she said “Yes” I replied “Today your were wearing a black bra !” on which she got shocked and replied “Stop rubbish” then again I replied “I saw your bra as you wearing low back kurta it was visible” she did not reply me back. I was worried but on the next day, I got good morning message from her to which I replied Immediately. That day her hubby was out of town. We have texted whole day. I started talking naughty on the same. Perhaps there would be more: helping other people realize their dreams was something he could get behind. Some of the fan chat comments had hinted at how Ariel’s boldness had helped people in the real world. What job would that be? A kind of sex educator? He didn’t know if there was a word for that aspect of Ariel’s effect on the real world. If he were honest, he didn’t even know if she would succeed in doing much of that work. Sure, there were the comments, but how much could a game affect. Strange how beauty can do that. I took the opportunity to check her out further and realized she was not yet 20 years old and had that strange fashion sense that could be called neo-pinup. Also she had a pack of cigarettes tucked into her cleavage. But what made the numbness of the road flee my balls was that her eyebrows were as red as her curls… she was natural. I wanted to throw a bag over her and drag her to a cave somewhere to have my way with her. In retrospect I should have been more.