But that isn't going to stop me. Thinking about it or more."And I leaned over and kissed her again with even more tongue. She responded. We were in a ...ound booth, as close as we could get. My hand covered her full breast lightly at first, then more firmly with a soft squeeze. Then again just a whisper of a touch on her swollen nipple. She moaned into my mouth. Then pulled away. Both of our eyes were full of lust. She took a drink of her wine and took a moment to recover. Then she smiled at me. All she could say was that she would ‘try and not do anything to hurt me’. That was bound to be, to say the least, inadequate. About Noon, she finally tired of soaking in the tub, and I found a long old T-shirt of mine (I didn’t own a bathrobe) that at least covered her ass enough so that she could sit at the dining table for a little bit of lunch. Her dancing gown was still outsidein the front yard and quite soaking wet, so that wouldn’t work. After lunch I let her have a couple of hours nap. Michael is a tall, well-built man of thirty five. He has a ruggedlooking handsome face with a strong chin and welcoming smile. The bodyis well muscled and he has a flat washboard stomach. Straight, dirtyblond hair is kept on the long side, sometimes pulled back into a smallpigtail held together using a rubber band. He's in incredible shape,working out for at least thirty minutes every day. Michael, besidesbeing independently wealthy, is also a successful businessman, being CEOof a minor defense. She tapped on the drivers shoulder again, and placed an upraised thumb in his field of view. Not taking his gaze from the road, the driver removed a hand from the control yolk and returned the gesture. The Navigator patted him fondly on the shoulder and headed back to the middle of the Rhino and the cupola in the roof.With a couple of deft twists revealing a high degree of familiarization and experience, the navigator threw the hatch open. Harsh sunlight lanced into the tight confines of the.