We could both feel the heat radiating from me. My drive burning like a fire desperate to be quenched. He stroked my clit with the side of his hand and...slid it back towards my knee, "My, you are worked up, aren't you?" Just a bit," I said, pulling my breasts free through the top of my lowcut dress.His hand idly found my left nipple as he continued making his way towards the interstate. Even that subtle touch sent an electric charge straight to my loins. I played with my right breast and teased. The instant I touched Reshmi there, she gasped and jumped to her feet. She thanked me for the game and said we were done.With great difficulty, I could manage to make her sit again with me. My win gave me a new confidence. After some more seemingly innocent talks, I again lay my hands on this hot college girl’s thighs and just lay it there motionless for her to relax in my touch. This time she did not show any visible signs of irritation.Confidence grew in me. After a few more minutes, I slowly. We went over to them.“We’ve got them, Harry,” one of the policemen said. “What have they done?”“False imprisonment for one,” I said. “Conspiracy to defraud perhaps for another; use of firearms…”“Oh, good,” said the policewoman. “That will make a nice tick on my report sheet. Where’s the firearm?”“Probably in the car or in a handbag.”“Why are you dressed like that, Margaret?” the policewoman asked.Margaret was still wearing her nurse’s uniform and her breasts were still partly uncovered. She. Go to sleep.’ She was already starting to doze off as I whispered to no one: ‘You are a beautiful woman. Thanks for coming to me.’ I was horny, yes. But also I realized that I was lonely. And that night, lonely maybe was starting to dissipate a bit. —Saturday Morning— Despite the time difference, I was up first on that morning. This was definitely a special occasion meriting the morels brought to me by my cousin from Minnesota. I showered and started to make omelets. As I was finishing up, I.