As we walk to my car, I place my hand on your ass (under the skirt so thatI am squeezing your bare ass-cheeks) as if I own you, which I in fact do.As ...e drive along, I stroke your thighs and carress the lacy V of yourpanties, bringing your clit to a thrilling arousal, causing it to forceit's way out of your G-string panty. I reach over and pinch your nipplesmaking them stand to attention and beg for more. We get to my place and itake you to your room. I show you that you now have a whole new. Yet.*It was two weeks later that the same disapproving Detective Sergeant came to the house again to announce that with remarkable efficiency, they had managed to track down the attacker, who had immediately confessed.Both Pete and I were genuinely impressed.The attacker turned out to be female and to live in a town less than an hour’s drive from us. She worked in a hospital too and had been stalking several other authors for many months before making her move.The week after she had damaged my. I try to stay positive, you know. Life isn’t a bed of roses but it’s not all bad. Men and women have made a lot of progress over the years. My faith in humanity isn’t completely gone. Racial and gender issues, along with religion and sexual orientation continue to dominate the political scene. However, I’ve seen people make great strides toward making the world a better place. I’ve seen female students at big colleges stand up to the rigid rules of Title IX on behalf of young men whose sports. I then heard some small footsteps on the staircase but I didn't budge because I thought it would've been next door. But then someone made me jump with a little heart pounding as soon as I heard "caught in the act, huh? I thought you were going to do this.." and that was Brenda's voice in a dirty naughty way.I turned around and saw her shirt half unbuttoned and her eyes gazing at my body in me just in my boxers with my hands down them. "I came back to get my purse and you were here so I thought.