Anxiety returned. I knew what was coming next, and I wasn't sure if Iwas ready for it. As she gently rubbed and massaged my inner thigh, Ifelt a war... wetness forming somewhere inside me, in a place that hadn'texisted yet in my mind. I wanted to find out more. I wanted to feelit. I wanted...It had to stop. I couldn't deal with it right then. "No." I said itclearly, so there would be no confusion. Liz immediately stopped andscooted up to me."What's wrong?" she asked."I just...I don't know. He was obviously embarrassed now, especially when she asked, “Was he stiff at the time and could his partner feel him against her?” blushing like a red light he said, “she must have felt him he was up against her bum” and that he, “was well stiff and made a mess without a hands touch!” she smiled at him reassuringly and said, “And do you think that will happen with any woman`s breast or body?” his answer made her laugh, “well I should think so mum, its stiff again now just talking to you!” she. She pulls his t-shirt over his head. He unbuttons her shirt, strips it off her shoulders. Then he resorts to her bra, opens it and let it fall to the floor. Shirtless they nestle together, naked skin on naked skin, kissing each other. His hands caress her bare back. She opens his pants, pulls it over his butt, it falls to the floor. He also opens her jeans, pulls it down, going on his knees. Her pussy, only concealed by her black lace string, is right in front of him.He embraces her, kneading. ”“And did you manage to see what the sign said this time?” asked the visitor.“Yes.”“What did it say?”“Don’t stand up in the car!”An engineer died and ended up in Hell. He was not pleased with the level of comfort in Hell, and began to redesign and build improvements. After awhile, they had toilets that flush, air conditioning, and escalators. Everyone grew very fond of him.One day God called to Satan to mock him, “So, how’s it going down there in Hell?”Satan replied, “Hey, things are great..