She was picture perfect and intoxicating in her sleeping innocence. I drank in her image, following each curve and valley, memorizing her geography an... felt my semi hard cock twitch. I loved this moment, the voyeurism and knowing that the angel was no angel at all. She was the vanilla to my light chocolate and her appetites were just as depraved as my own. We complimented each other. The contrast of our flesh was divine and wholly arousing but there was more to us than the physical difference.. ?I turned out the overhead light and began to pull back onto the snow-covered road. She continued to keep looking back in fear. I drove for almost half a minute, before I looked over at my trembling passenger, whose eyes were still glued to the area behind us.She seemed to grope for her words, as she slowly began to stutter with the cold. I finally pulled over long enough to remove my overcoat and slip it over her shivering shoulders.?I’m?running away?from my ?step-mother and her ?two sons. . .. I don't know. I cut Peck. Maybe I killed him. I don't know." You didn't kill him, Eileen. Besides, you were defending yourself. Killing someone in self-defense is not a crime, not in Arizona, anyway." How do you know I didn't kill him?" Eileen said."I know things. I'm a special agent for the FBI, Sandra Newton." Oh, shit! You know my name!"She turned to run, but Nora grabbed her arm."Calm down, Eileen. Neither David nor I will ever speak your real name again. We're here to help you, not hurt. ” I wasn’t sure why but when I asked, “What for?” she said, “For giving you a hug.”I was really okay with it and after looking down at her chest I replied, “It just surprised me.”Anna smiled seeing me looking down at her boobs and after shaking hands, she glanced over to where her parents were standing. Looking over at them too, Anna held up a finger, signaling for me to wait, as she smiled and walked over to them. Standing there watching Anna and her parents, I thought, “Maybe there always was.